I’m saddened to report that friend to all, Rhian R. lost her gallant fight against Lupus yesterday. I confess, I didn’t know her all that well, but all the interactions I had with her ranged from pleasant to down right flattering. The world is short a kind human being.
May snow plows and black ice not pose a hinter.
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While I didn’t get to spend as much time with Walter as I would have liked, I will always treasure the times we had.
Men rarely live half the life he did and better men are even twice as rare that. Speaking of men, it sure seemed Walter preferred the company of animals over people. Why not? Animals are always nice. People aren’t.
That man sure loved the hell out of his family. I sure wish I got Erin up to Montana just one last time. I guess one thing he’d get, its being broke. If its two things he’d get, its being broke and looking good being broke.
Walter was always happy to see you and never applied the guilt trips like it wasn’t enough time or it’d been too long. I appreciated that. My parents like the guilt, it’s always with the ‘you’re only staying for a week?’ with them. But I digress.
I’ll always carry a comb for ya, Walter.
I’ll always miss you too.
The only good news is, out of it all, ya beat the system. Lets see ’em collect your hospital bills now!