This anniversary of his suicide especially brings him to mind, although many things per week remind me of him. He was a close friend for over forty years...
...and I appreciate knowing this is the anniversary. As it happens I came across pictures of him yesterday and sat awhile pondering how he would call me four In the morning Japan time but be worth waking up to talk with, how I had to dismiss him as a slovenly roommate but continued to treasure his counsel as a friend. He was loving. He's still loved.
...and I appreciate knowing this is the anniversary. As it happens I came across pictures of him yesterday and sat awhile pondering how he would call me four In the morning Japan time but be worth waking up to talk with, how I had to dismiss him as a slovenly roommate but continued to treasure his counsel as a friend. He was loving. He's still loved.
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