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.