LOSS OF A FRIEND
On January 26 I lost my last best true friend to a house fire. We never know how the end will come. Jim and I had planned to go out and have some fun playing guitar on the mall this summer. I still plan to go out there this summer, in remembrance of him. He was a lot like me, ended in solitude, the way he lived. He lived in fear of God, and harmed no one. The guitar I play is one he sold me and now I think of him every time I play it. I hope to see my friend again in the next world.