A week ago I lost a friend.
But he isn't lost. He's dead.
And it wasn't natural. And it wasn't some freak accident.
He was a
travelling companion, a
fellow tree hugger, a man who
never let the child die...
...this last one (and the one below) is circa 1992, White Sands, New Mexico...I always think of this trip when I
think of him.
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hugs and sympathies ...
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writing this kind of stuff is so difficult. for so many reason.
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