You can tell a story with six words. "For sale, baby shoes. Never worn."
George once wrote nine that hit me hard at the time and which remain with me today:
Father’s Days are no longer happy days for me.There's an entire book captured in those words. Rest in peace, George.
3 comments:
Damn.
He was a good guy. At least he's now with Molly, and no longer hurting.
Never ran into him. If his friends are any indication- he must have been a hell of a guy.
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