I feel like a dude on a hospital bed. Fading fast.
And wanting his family all gathered round one more time so he can say his piece before the end. And most of them are at the lake for Memorial Day vacation.
No more drunken rants? No more anything? It's the end of all this? All these years? The trials and tribulations, the wins, the losses, the boom, the crash? The years of effort and struggle, and all the friendships?
All gone? In a blink?
I reckon that's how it always is when something passes.
Damn it
Someone email
Me once in a while
Maybe we can have a beer
There is no need to thank me for this valuable information: I'm doing it as a public service.
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