A friend of mine passed away last night. His name was Jimmy and he was the type of man that did his very best to come off as a tough ass, but was sweeter than apple pie on the inside. His personality was as loud as the goofy horn that graced his truck, and he had a mouth like a well seasoned truck driver. No matter how hard he'd try to shock me, I just saw him as a teddy bear. He wasn't physically well for a long time, but no matter how he was feeling, he could make me laugh. I just spoke with him a few days ago and he did just that.
My deepest thoughts and prayers to Sheila, Terry and the entire Richardson family.
And to Jimmy, I'm sorry I didn't get to see you once more before you left this earth, but I am so grateful for our last conversation. I hope all of your breaths from here on in are deep and pain free....you will be missed.
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