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Sunday, November 07, 2004

A SAD DAY...
Today was a sad day. Jess and I lost a dear friend last night. Someone who will never be forgotten and will always be looked upon with joy and love. Spike grew up with my dad and Jessica's mom. He was like a second father to both of us. We've both spent countless hours seeking his counseling at the bar. He called me 'little Oscar' and I always loved him for that. Spike was one of those people who knew everyone's secrets and you knew he'd never tell a soul. He kept us out of trouble and took care of us on many many nights. As a matter of fact he drug my drunk ass out of the mud on new years eve along with John Long. I just talked to him Thursday night. Jess and I both had long conversations about the states of our love lives and he told us both how much better we could do and that things would work themselves out. I left gave him a big hug and turn away with tears in my eyes because I knew he was right. I dearly loved this man and I just don't know that I'll ever be able to walk into that bar again without seeing him sitting there on the bar stool. I just don't understand life sometimes...

♥Oh, so vintage... 10:05 PM


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