Greg and I were best friends in High School. Our love of music was a glue that bound us through those formative years of our lives and on into early adulthood. We would take turns sleeping over at each other's house in order to write songs together--we were going to be famous! We played in our first real professional club band together (Shane), and were so young that neither one of us could get into the clubs with out fake IDs when we went out to see other bands. Although we eventually went our separate ways and only saw each other a few times though the ensuing years, every time we would get together it was as if no time had passed. I will always be in part who I am because of who Greg was. Today I take solace that one of my dear friends is free from the burden of life's gravity and suffering.
I am not a religious person, however I smile when I imagine Greg leading Heaven's choir in full angelic voice as only he could, while God sits on high with his flaming Bic lighter held high in salute! Farewell my old friend.