My best man drifted and started selling drugs a few years after my wedding. Something really bad happened to him at some point and he wouldn't talk to me about it. He seems to have gone straight since then and is a tattoo artist now. Seems to be doing well but I haven't spoken to him in three years, and when I did it was for an hour maybe, it had been four years prior to that. I feel like I failed him to a degree, as a friend, as I wasn't around when he started going south. I'm not perfect but I feel like I was a good influence on him. When we disconnected, he just went south.
Another good friend of mine who used to hang out with me and my best man shot and killed himself in 2009. It had been six or seven years since I talked to him. He shot himself in his mother's back yard, he didn't die immediately, he paralyzed himself though and laid there, alive, for eight hours until his mother discovered him. He died later at the hospital.
Yet another friend who was also in my wedding is doing well. He and I were always on the level so to speak and I wish I had a better relationship with him. About five years ago something strange happened. He called me up to say he had moved back to the city we had gone to school in where I was living and working. He asked me to come over and see his new place, he just bought town home in a new development. He gave me his address and it was my street!! So, I walked out of my front door, a block down and to his town house. He had bought a town house in my development. So we got to talking, and he had gone to work for the same Fortune 100 company I had been at for about two years, working out of a different office, but in the same city. This company had at the time about 100K employees. He was in sales, I was in IT.
Stranger things have happened I suppose.