I was in high school when Keffer passed. I remember taking a recruiting trip to State two years later and talking with some of the faculty and somehow the subject of Keffer came up. Even two years later they still got emotional. I just remember thinking how tragic it was and how much he was loved. I still think of him every now and then and wonder what he could have done. Mostly it involves what he could have done in the NFL but I didn't know him as a person, only a player that was fun to watch.<div>
</div><div>The most tragic thing of all is when you go over the "what if's" in your head about what Nick Bell could have been, should have been. Part of me is rejoicing for him, having gotten to run out of that tunnel onto Scott Field in front of thousands of fans, feeling that rush of adrenaline just before you can't hear anything because it is so damn loud. I don't know if that was his dream or not but I'd like to think he got to live it. Now he is in heaven with no more pain, no more sorrow, no more worry. Hopefully Keffer was there to meet him as a fellow Bulldog, welcoming him to his new home.</div>
</div><div>The most tragic thing of all is when you go over the "what if's" in your head about what Nick Bell could have been, should have been. Part of me is rejoicing for him, having gotten to run out of that tunnel onto Scott Field in front of thousands of fans, feeling that rush of adrenaline just before you can't hear anything because it is so damn loud. I don't know if that was his dream or not but I'd like to think he got to live it. Now he is in heaven with no more pain, no more sorrow, no more worry. Hopefully Keffer was there to meet him as a fellow Bulldog, welcoming him to his new home.</div>