The last time I saw you, you were leaving our house with our wonderful Barbie after a 4th of July celebration, made complete with your cannon.
I said, “Boss, this is the part I don't like.” You answered, “Leaving's a part of living, Bookm.” I guess you're right.
I can see you smiling, because you now know what's on the other side. You always were a step ahead of us.
Peace, my mentor, my friend.