Tribute to Freinds, part 1
I’m finally getting around to it. I’ve been saying for awhile now that I was going to do a section on the people that have helped me along the way and made me who I am. This is that post. Read it, enjoy it, and if you’re one of the ones mentioned, THANK YOU for all that you’ve done. *hugs*
In no particular order:
Uncle Benny. You know it, but you’ve been like a father to me. You taught me how to drive a stick shift the right way (and I’m very thankful for that), and how to work on old cars and trucks. You took me hunting when I was a kid. You were there when I killed my first deer. You showed me that you can be a redneck and still have plenty of good times too. I learned a lot more than that though. You showed me that most of the time, the simple things are the best, and that you should always be proud of who you are and where you came from. You showed me love and kindness when my real father hated and abused me. You may not know it, but when I was a young child, I looked up to you as a father, and to tell the truth, I still do. Thanks for everything.
To the old men of John’s Island hunting club. Thank you for sharing the magic. Some of my fondest childhood memories are of cold 5am mornings in the heart of the greenswamp, and I have all of you to thank for that.
Bear. You’re gone now, but not forgotten. You never will be. You were my best friend during some very difficult times and I’ll never forget it. You taught me the true meaning of unconditional love, and that friendship isn’t bound by species. Bear, I’d give anything to have you back, and rare is the day that I don’t think about you. You taught me that dogs really are mans best friend, and that the love of a dog for his master is a love no mere human could match. I never collared you, Bear. You didn’t stay because you were forced to, you stayed because you wanted to. You stayed because you loved me. Although you couldn’t speak with words, you taught me so much Bear. I still mourn your death every fall, and I probably will for the rest of my life. Rest in peace, dear brother. I love you. *cries*
Sam. We only knew each other for a year, but what great year it was. You were my best friend in college, and I still remember our hours-long conversations on politics and philosophy today. It amazed to no end how you managed to see through all the bullshit in the world and could find the truth. If you ran for president, I wouldn’t hesitate to vote for you. And what a hell of a president you would make. Although it was an accident, it was you who helped me to find my true self, the self that I had been trying to deny for years. By accident, you helped me find out that I was furry. I’ll forever be grateful for that. By now, Sam, I bet you are working as a programmer for some company, making tons of money. I hope that you are. If not, you definitely deserve it. And should I ever see ya again, its beer and gumbys pizza, and I’m buying.
Jon. I had so much fun hanging out with you man! You introduced me to the joys of alcohol. I was hanging out with you the first time I got drunk, and I’ll never forget that. You have a great sense of humor. You have made me laugh at times when I thought humor was impossible. You introduced me to the addiction of Half Life and Counter Strike. (And that’s probably a bad thing really) Jon, I miss the late night parties and the early dining hall breakfasts. I miss hanging out and chatting about nothing at all in particular. I hope we meet again. You freakin ROCK!
Al, you were weird, but you were a great friend too. It’s too bad that you had to leave early, because we all missed you. I miss your unique outlook on life, and your ability to say “Fuck it all” and really mean it. I hope you remember all those late night beer runs we made. Hell, together I’m willing to bet we set a record for sneaking beer on campus. If you ever read this Al, smoke one for me!
Andy, you’re still one of the most unusual people I know, but I’m proud to call you my friend. It amazes me how you can, after all these years, still hold on to your innocent personality, and still find the good in everybody. It’s a quality that’s very rare these days. I still think that our road trips to the mountains and the drag races were the most fun I’ve ever had, and we’re going to have to do it again one day. I still don’t see how you can eat so much Mexican food and not get the shits, but I guess that’s just part of what makes you unique. Andy, as long as you keep being yourself, I’m sure you will succeed in life. Take it easy man!
Mathew. (You knew I couldn’t leave you out!) I haven’t known you for very long, but you’re one of the coolest people I know. I really appreciate all the help with the computers. I wouldn’t have got far without your help. It amazes me how you and Andy are so alike yet are near polar opposites. You’re fun to hang out with, and you’ve got a great sense of humor. I also like the fact that I can have an intelligent conversation with you without either of us becoming bored. (Just try that with most of my other friends!!) I think it’s great that you can put up with, and possibly forgive all my strange habits. As weird as I may seem at times, I’m really just a regular guy. I’ll buy the liquor on your 21st birthday man! Take it easy!
Chris, everyone needs a cool, laid back buddy like you. I’d say more, but there really isn’t that much to say. I love you man! Next time the beer’s on me!
In no particular order:
Uncle Benny. You know it, but you’ve been like a father to me. You taught me how to drive a stick shift the right way (and I’m very thankful for that), and how to work on old cars and trucks. You took me hunting when I was a kid. You were there when I killed my first deer. You showed me that you can be a redneck and still have plenty of good times too. I learned a lot more than that though. You showed me that most of the time, the simple things are the best, and that you should always be proud of who you are and where you came from. You showed me love and kindness when my real father hated and abused me. You may not know it, but when I was a young child, I looked up to you as a father, and to tell the truth, I still do. Thanks for everything.
To the old men of John’s Island hunting club. Thank you for sharing the magic. Some of my fondest childhood memories are of cold 5am mornings in the heart of the greenswamp, and I have all of you to thank for that.
Bear. You’re gone now, but not forgotten. You never will be. You were my best friend during some very difficult times and I’ll never forget it. You taught me the true meaning of unconditional love, and that friendship isn’t bound by species. Bear, I’d give anything to have you back, and rare is the day that I don’t think about you. You taught me that dogs really are mans best friend, and that the love of a dog for his master is a love no mere human could match. I never collared you, Bear. You didn’t stay because you were forced to, you stayed because you wanted to. You stayed because you loved me. Although you couldn’t speak with words, you taught me so much Bear. I still mourn your death every fall, and I probably will for the rest of my life. Rest in peace, dear brother. I love you. *cries*
Sam. We only knew each other for a year, but what great year it was. You were my best friend in college, and I still remember our hours-long conversations on politics and philosophy today. It amazed to no end how you managed to see through all the bullshit in the world and could find the truth. If you ran for president, I wouldn’t hesitate to vote for you. And what a hell of a president you would make. Although it was an accident, it was you who helped me to find my true self, the self that I had been trying to deny for years. By accident, you helped me find out that I was furry. I’ll forever be grateful for that. By now, Sam, I bet you are working as a programmer for some company, making tons of money. I hope that you are. If not, you definitely deserve it. And should I ever see ya again, its beer and gumbys pizza, and I’m buying.
Jon. I had so much fun hanging out with you man! You introduced me to the joys of alcohol. I was hanging out with you the first time I got drunk, and I’ll never forget that. You have a great sense of humor. You have made me laugh at times when I thought humor was impossible. You introduced me to the addiction of Half Life and Counter Strike. (And that’s probably a bad thing really) Jon, I miss the late night parties and the early dining hall breakfasts. I miss hanging out and chatting about nothing at all in particular. I hope we meet again. You freakin ROCK!
Al, you were weird, but you were a great friend too. It’s too bad that you had to leave early, because we all missed you. I miss your unique outlook on life, and your ability to say “Fuck it all” and really mean it. I hope you remember all those late night beer runs we made. Hell, together I’m willing to bet we set a record for sneaking beer on campus. If you ever read this Al, smoke one for me!
Andy, you’re still one of the most unusual people I know, but I’m proud to call you my friend. It amazes me how you can, after all these years, still hold on to your innocent personality, and still find the good in everybody. It’s a quality that’s very rare these days. I still think that our road trips to the mountains and the drag races were the most fun I’ve ever had, and we’re going to have to do it again one day. I still don’t see how you can eat so much Mexican food and not get the shits, but I guess that’s just part of what makes you unique. Andy, as long as you keep being yourself, I’m sure you will succeed in life. Take it easy man!
Mathew. (You knew I couldn’t leave you out!) I haven’t known you for very long, but you’re one of the coolest people I know. I really appreciate all the help with the computers. I wouldn’t have got far without your help. It amazes me how you and Andy are so alike yet are near polar opposites. You’re fun to hang out with, and you’ve got a great sense of humor. I also like the fact that I can have an intelligent conversation with you without either of us becoming bored. (Just try that with most of my other friends!!) I think it’s great that you can put up with, and possibly forgive all my strange habits. As weird as I may seem at times, I’m really just a regular guy. I’ll buy the liquor on your 21st birthday man! Take it easy!
Chris, everyone needs a cool, laid back buddy like you. I’d say more, but there really isn’t that much to say. I love you man! Next time the beer’s on me!
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