It's been a while

It was a rather hot summer when I was still a year away from licensure and the crew chief. I was tasked with finding a bush cutter and asked around. Almost immediately a lady called almost begging me to hire her 16 year old son that had just quit school. "Work him so hard he want to go back to school" was her directive when I agreed to hire him. No one, myself included, believed he would last until friday. It was hot that week and we were traversing through three year old cutover. The kind with no shade and lots of briars. I thought we'd all die before that job was over. Jody sweated gallons as he cut and it was clear he didn't want to be there. But there was a look of determination on his face. The kid took to surveying and soon was I-man. He was quickly my right hand man. Fast forward through many adventures to an early Monday morning three years later when my phone woke me at 2:00am informing me that Jody had just died. His mom had found him barely alive the morning before (unbeknownst to me) when he didn't get up. He had died in his sleep from a stomach aneurysm. It has been a while since I visited. Last week we were working across the road from Jody's resting place. Old friend, where would you be now?
Here is GPS #1 for that day.