Well, its many hours later and I have cried a lot of tears, phoned alot of friends I havent spoke with in a while and basically just tried to make sense of this all day. One thing I remember was after you and I rocked the shit out of that Bon Jovi song with your broom guitar and me with my corn broom bass, we had sat down and one thing you told me was how sad it was that you get so used to seeing customers and then they become actual true friends and then family...and then one day, you realize you havent seen them in a bit, and there was always a tragic story to go with. I love how you considered everyone a friend. Considering Andys story, Joe, I can only imagine how heart broken you are. When I was gonna leave Vancouver before anyone knew the circumstances, Andy offered me a place to stay for 2 weeks, Rent free until I got on my feet. He really wanted to pay it forward. Andy, I love you, man. I am so sad for your son. Hopefully through stories and friends he will somehow be able to get a glimpse of the true nature of his fathers heart, and how hard you tried to be a great dad. In regards to our friendship, I have decided that I will not cry because its over, but I will smile because it happened. I love you, brother and I will see you soon. Rest Easy, my dude. SOMETHING HAPPENS TO THE VOLUME OF THE JUKEBOX WHEN YOU PLAY GARBAGE!! QUIT PLAYIN GARBAGE!!
Posted on: Tue, 16 Dec 2014 03:49:34 +0000
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