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Remembering Lou
Oct. 4th, 2007 08:38 am4 years ago today my friend Lou died.
He was one of the most upbeat guys I knew. Not to say he didn’t have bad times, get mad at stuff or be sad.
But, he seemed to bounce back from it pretty fast. Maybe that’s just my view of him, I don’t know.
Ever since his funeral I’ve had this image of him in my head. Not that he’s gone, but that he’s gone ahead to get the party ready for us. And, when (if) we show up he’s going to hand us a drink and say “what the fuck too you so long?”
So, I sit here and raise my glass to Lou. Keep the stuff on ice, we’ll get there eventually.
He was one of the most upbeat guys I knew. Not to say he didn’t have bad times, get mad at stuff or be sad.
But, he seemed to bounce back from it pretty fast. Maybe that’s just my view of him, I don’t know.
Ever since his funeral I’ve had this image of him in my head. Not that he’s gone, but that he’s gone ahead to get the party ready for us. And, when (if) we show up he’s going to hand us a drink and say “what the fuck too you so long?”
So, I sit here and raise my glass to Lou. Keep the stuff on ice, we’ll get there eventually.
