My good buddies. The only place it seems I can find you is here… At first it helped, this memorial here, these words I wrote for you…. But every day I still miss you both….My Dusty dog and my Taylor boy…. The shop is so different now… Not just that you are gone but that a time is gone too… I still call you for the last of the loaf so I don’t have to eat it stale… I still call you to go tho the truck to drive home at night…. The girl who gave you your shot told me I gave you a good life…No one can know or understand what you gave me….
Sleep well guys,
| Rick Hill |