A Blessing in Living

Recently, a classmate from high school passed away. He lived his life as a blessing to those around him. In high school, he was a leader, a fantastic athlete, and scholastically focused. He was a part of the popular crowd, but interacted with everyone in a pleasant and glib manner, nevertheless. He went out of his way to make people comfortable at class reunions, and thought of other activities that might interest everyone. He wasn't a close friend to me, and yet he was still part of my life. How does one pull that off anyway? How does one's influence extend outside of the intimate friendship circle with such an easy air? The answer is in the individual makeup of his character. He cared about others, and his life was a living response of his beliefs. God, thank you for the blessing of this man.