Oh where to start. Thanks for carrying me to New York with you when we were 17. That was much better than a Senior Year at Mt Tabor. I enjoyed hitchhiking to Chapel Hill with you to get The Magic Bus out of the repair shop. No idea when we would return, but since I was with you, I wasn't worried about it either. Where ever you were, good times and adventure would follow. Never settling, not even thinking about it. You mystified me. You changed the way I think, and gave me courage to travel to places I would not have travelled to own my own. You were my friend and you made me feel included. You were inspiring and fun, and I never stood a chance at figuring you out. I was jealous of your free spirit, and I always knew things would be all right when you were around. I missed you when you were alive, and I miss you now more than ever. SashaMan, I will definitely not forget you. Your friend, Brent
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Sitting by the fake fireplace in Sunriver, waiting for morning for some New Year's snowboarding.