Editorial: From Capps’ Corner June 28, 2018 issue of the Adair County Community Voice
Last week was tough for me. I wasn’t ready for the early phone call on Father’s Day morning when I learned that my friend, Brandon Burns, had passed away peacefully in his sleep.
I’ve been fortunate to make it 28 years without losing a close friend, but now all of us that knew and loved Brandon must find ways to carry on without his cheerful demeanor and loving spirit.
I probably didn’t know Brandon as well as some, but I did get to spend a lot of my time in college hanging out with him. Brandon was finishing up his last year of school when I arrived at Lindsey Wilson College in 2008. He was a manager for the basketball team and was an avid lover of all sports.
It was easy to be his friend because he was such a lovable guy. He knew how to aggravate people without crossing boundaries and he knew how to make someone laugh to the point that it would hurt.
It was around 2010 when I decided I wanted to take up the game of golf. Brandon was happy to show me around the Pines here in Columbia. Not only did he introduce me to the course, but he would also come out and play with me when I was first learning.
Brandon could shoot below par but yet he would still go golfing with me when I couldn’t score below a 130. He would watch me hit ten shots on a hole that would only take him three shots to finish. Brandon would never complain that a round with me would take five to six hours just to finish.
He would give me tips and pointers for how to make good adjustments on the golf course. He gave me all the odds and ends that a golfer might need like a golf towel, a divot fixer, ball markers, and he even gave me an old 52 degree wedge that he wasn’t going to use anymore. I’m happy that I still have all those mementos.
Brandon helped me learn the game and how to score well. He was a master with his short game and anyone who ever played a round with him would know how lucky he could be.
I could tell many stories of seeing Brandon hit shots that should have never ended up on the green but by some crazy circumstance, even his bad shots would turn out to be great shots.
Some of the fondest memories I have of Brandon are pre-game talks that we would have before LWC basketball games. We would often sit in the bleachers and “scout” the opposing team and pick players we thought could impact the game. Usually those conversations would turn into chats about Kentucky sports as well. Brandon sure did love the Wildcats.
For a couple of years, Brandon was the assistant sports information director and was the game manager for both basketball teams at LWC. At that same time, I was the in-game announcer for the basketball teams.
He was in charge of setting up and operating the shot/game clock and much more while I was in charge of running the music and doing all the announcing.
Brandon and I would always look at each other every time there was a spectacular play or every time there was a bad call made. We had a great time watching the men’s and women’s teams for those few years.
It still doesn’t seem real that he is gone, but I know his vivacious and loving personality will live on through his family and his friends.
I will never forget Brandon and all the great times I had with him. Brandon loved the movie “The Sandlot” and every time I think of him I will remember the famous quote from that movie, “Heroes get remembered, but legends never die.”
He will always be legendary to me. Love you Bean.
By Adam Capps