As my birthday nears, I think of Wendell.
I wish you were still around to let me steal your American Spirits and your F&B location money.
And, to warn me off bad boys.
No matter how much we fought, in the end, you always let me have my way.
I will never forget how you announced my move to Miami before it was official and told everyone how much you were going to miss me.
I will never forget you.
I will always love you.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
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