He’s was one of the rare folks that wanted to hang out 24-7. Met him 4 years ago in front of a Kmart. He was in a box marked ‘free’.
We worked together, he liked to ride in our truck.
He was a master thief and relished in a good swipe.
He enjoyed the river and zoomies. And staring at me.
He was a working class guy who once chased a hated manager out of a place we would frequent. He received extra treats for this from the employees who were among his best friends.
I’m sorry I let you down bud. You should still be here with me. I’ll miss you.
Communities are for supporting one another. That sounds like a beautiful place for a beloved friend.