TOBY458
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As I sit here today with a fresh sense of loss on my mind, the best I can do is try to think of the good times we had. And the good memories we made.
Yesterday, I lost a great friend. A constant friend. A good and bad times friend. A friend that has been here for me for most of my life. His leaving will mean nothing will ever quite be the same again. No more long conversations about hunting...guns....or just life in general. And no more good natured arguments about politics either.
No more yelling through his bedroom window "come on out and let's sit on the porch! It's too nice outside to be inside".
Gary was the kind of friend that a lot of people never get to have. I consider myself lucky for knowing him. Even though he was much older than I am, we always just somehow got each other. We could not see each other for months, and when I'd show up, it was like I never had been gone. And I know most of his other friends felt the same way. He would give you the shirt off his back even if it meant he didn't have one to wear himself. Just a plain good man.
I can see him now, sitting on the front porch whittling on an old gun stock or knife handle that he had finished and refinished at least 5 times before. There was always some little imperfection that he thought needed a little improving on. I just hope he knew how much all of those little things meant to me and many more of his friends and family. He was the true meaning of a character. God broke the mold after he made him. I have no doubt.
So Gary.....if somehow you can see or read this, I will miss you old buddy. Along with all your friends and family.
Until we meet again. Rest easy my friend.
Yesterday, I lost a great friend. A constant friend. A good and bad times friend. A friend that has been here for me for most of my life. His leaving will mean nothing will ever quite be the same again. No more long conversations about hunting...guns....or just life in general. And no more good natured arguments about politics either.
No more yelling through his bedroom window "come on out and let's sit on the porch! It's too nice outside to be inside".
Gary was the kind of friend that a lot of people never get to have. I consider myself lucky for knowing him. Even though he was much older than I am, we always just somehow got each other. We could not see each other for months, and when I'd show up, it was like I never had been gone. And I know most of his other friends felt the same way. He would give you the shirt off his back even if it meant he didn't have one to wear himself. Just a plain good man.
I can see him now, sitting on the front porch whittling on an old gun stock or knife handle that he had finished and refinished at least 5 times before. There was always some little imperfection that he thought needed a little improving on. I just hope he knew how much all of those little things meant to me and many more of his friends and family. He was the true meaning of a character. God broke the mold after he made him. I have no doubt.
So Gary.....if somehow you can see or read this, I will miss you old buddy. Along with all your friends and family.
Until we meet again. Rest easy my friend.
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