I guess I can call you that, since it's been four years since you've passed -- anyone looking for you catching up with this livejournal will be far too late to affect you or anything about you.
Been thinking about you a lot, buddy. Seems like I've come around to another cycle. I'm back at the Courts.
Yeah, THEM.
Remember back in 96 when we worked that post together? I do. It's weird. It has been in fact 16 years since we were together out there watching each others' backs. The days of Heathcliff and Santa Claus, buddy. That was us.
So, here I am again. The names have changed, the place has had a facelift, with fence around the property and actual playgrounds -- they even built a gazebo in the middle of the quad! How about that?
But now it's a one-man site. And as I walk in the shadows of the buildings, with their tales of the drama past, I hear them whisper to me, asking me where you are.
Back then, you were the mentor and I was the young buck. Now I am the mentor.
And I have no student.
I am alone, with the memories of you and me.
I miss you, buddy. Keep watching my back, willya? It hasn't gotten any better down here.
I guess I can call you that, since it's been four years since you've passed -- anyone looking for you catching up with this livejournal will be far too late to affect you or anything about you.
Been thinking about you a lot, buddy. Seems like I've come around to another cycle. I'm back at the Courts.
Yeah, THEM.
Remember back in 96 when we worked that post together? I do. It's weird. It has been in fact 16 years since we were together out there watching each others' backs. The days of Heathcliff and Santa Claus, buddy. That was us.
So, here I am again. The names have changed, the place has had a facelift, with fence around the property and actual playgrounds -- they even built a gazebo in the middle of the quad! How about that?
But now it's a one-man site. And as I walk in the shadows of the buildings, with their tales of the drama past, I hear them whisper to me, asking me where you are.
Back then, you were the mentor and I was the young buck. Now I am the mentor.
And I have no student.
I am alone, with the memories of you and me.
I miss you, buddy. Keep watching my back, willya? It hasn't gotten any better down here.
Your friend,
Steve
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