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This is to my friend of 6 years who I miss. If you could read and we could talk there is so much I want to know from you. For you have seen me at my worst and we have played our best. Though our paths have be radically changed, I still think of you.
Hi Duke, Buddy,
I want to first of all tell you that I am living a much better life than what you saw me last live. I know there were times while I was coughing that you were concerned because it showed in the way you would come up to me and place your head on my lap. Or at night I would wake up to your cold nose on my hand after coughing for a few minutes. I know those days were rough, but Its better now for me. Just dont think that those times are forgotten, I will always remember the quality time we had together.
Remember the first few months after we met, I wanted to teach you so much. Frisbee was the name of game for Us and as the years of play advanced there wasn't a thrown disc you couldn't catch. I think of that as I look out over this small yard of mine. We wouldn't get far with those skills out here. I am glad to hear that you still play the game, good for you.
Those 6 years we lived together were some of the best. At first we had routen trips to Coopers Rocks and Blue hole. Hiking around in the woods and swimming in the river, we had a blast. Those memories will be with me always. Then you come with me on this hair brained idea to move to New Mexico, it was tough with declining health and no room for you to play. I know we were both happier in West Virginia. You are a good travel buddy, the 2100 miles across the county twice, I think you understood what we were doing. Good times Hu? Duke!
Today is a rainy day in southern California. Its not the same as our home in Craigsville where we would lay in the floor to take naps and if there was a thunder storm you would jump up in bed with me day or night. I know you were scared, we were there for each other. I think when I starting working full time on the river it was tough for you. But it didn't take long for you to start joining me. I loved those day of just you and me walking across rail road bridges to get to work. I think you understood why I hiked so slow out of those spots, you never left me and always came back to check on me. Thank You for that, it ment a lot to me.
After transplant you again hit the road to visit me in the hospital, somehow knowing what your job was. I was so excited to see you there. This meeting however was bittersweet. It was the start of my journey, and while I was making plans I didn't include you. It isn't that I didn't want to there where too many unknowns about moving that i didn't know how to include you. And because of that I am sorry.
I cherish the last days we had together. It was fun to go over some of our old stomping grounds with new lungs, enjoying the moment and the flashbacks of our many other trips. Stay healthy and live long. I hope we get to see each other again one day.
Love Ya Duke,
Andy
Hi Duke, Buddy,
I want to first of all tell you that I am living a much better life than what you saw me last live. I know there were times while I was coughing that you were concerned because it showed in the way you would come up to me and place your head on my lap. Or at night I would wake up to your cold nose on my hand after coughing for a few minutes. I know those days were rough, but Its better now for me. Just dont think that those times are forgotten, I will always remember the quality time we had together.
Remember the first few months after we met, I wanted to teach you so much. Frisbee was the name of game for Us and as the years of play advanced there wasn't a thrown disc you couldn't catch. I think of that as I look out over this small yard of mine. We wouldn't get far with those skills out here. I am glad to hear that you still play the game, good for you.
Those 6 years we lived together were some of the best. At first we had routen trips to Coopers Rocks and Blue hole. Hiking around in the woods and swimming in the river, we had a blast. Those memories will be with me always. Then you come with me on this hair brained idea to move to New Mexico, it was tough with declining health and no room for you to play. I know we were both happier in West Virginia. You are a good travel buddy, the 2100 miles across the county twice, I think you understood what we were doing. Good times Hu? Duke!
Today is a rainy day in southern California. Its not the same as our home in Craigsville where we would lay in the floor to take naps and if there was a thunder storm you would jump up in bed with me day or night. I know you were scared, we were there for each other. I think when I starting working full time on the river it was tough for you. But it didn't take long for you to start joining me. I loved those day of just you and me walking across rail road bridges to get to work. I think you understood why I hiked so slow out of those spots, you never left me and always came back to check on me. Thank You for that, it ment a lot to me.
After transplant you again hit the road to visit me in the hospital, somehow knowing what your job was. I was so excited to see you there. This meeting however was bittersweet. It was the start of my journey, and while I was making plans I didn't include you. It isn't that I didn't want to there where too many unknowns about moving that i didn't know how to include you. And because of that I am sorry.
I cherish the last days we had together. It was fun to go over some of our old stomping grounds with new lungs, enjoying the moment and the flashbacks of our many other trips. Stay healthy and live long. I hope we get to see each other again one day.
Love Ya Duke,
Andy
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