So many Clevelanders knew Brother Ed well. To me, he was but an acquaintance. An AWESOME one, but an acquaintance all the same. That, however, does not change the ache in my heart knowing that Ed lost his battle with stupid fucking cancer today. He was a fighter, though. One hell of a fighter. His diagnosis came to him many years ago - and along with it came a grim prognosis, as far as the "how much time" question was concerned. But Ed outlasted those projections fucking tenfold. Because he was an amazing, positive and strong man. Because he had a loving family, and a gajillion friends holding him up through it all. He left behind a beautiful wife and child. And more friends than most of us will ever know. He left a hole in Cleveland. A hole in many a heart. Goodbye, Brother Ed. And good luck.