Dennis Lee "Sonny" Malcolm

This may come as a surprise but one of my fondest childhood memories was having you as a classmate in Mrs. Roberts 4th grade class. We, both, shared an interest in art. I didn't realize you attended VCU. Probably at the same time I did. Our paths never crossed.
I hope our paths will cross one day so we can catch up.
LorY

Dennis, sorry I lost touch with you after our spin with VCU and the Fan. I always enjoyed your friendship and the ones we shared with the Bamboo Cafe legends, Marty and Schwab. Today I thought of you and wondered what happen to you. Sorry about your suffering but take joy you are in a better place. I´ll catch up with you soon and you can show me that better place when my time comes.

Rest well old friend.

It was coincidence that I saw you listed on Facebook several weeks ago. I went back today, to add you as a Friend, and you were gone. Google helped me find you. Unfortunately I found you here.

I will always hold dear the friendship we developed while working at Hello, Inc. You were a rebel and a gentleman. I had a blast sitting beside you, discussing literature, poetry, politics and the lunacy that surrounded us on a daily basis at work. I loved our times at Third Street Diner. You engaged my mind and made me laugh. Thank you for all the wonderful memories.

I hope that you will forever rest in peace, my most dear Fan friend.

I'm at a loss. I wish I had known. I would have liked to have seen you. I'm sorry we lost touch but I thought about you often.

I catch the bus to work sometimes across the street from your old apartment on Hanover. I look up and remember your dining room table, Mr. September and your impersonation of your landlord, "Mr. Malcolm! The attic windows are open again. Mr. Malcolm?" And I sometimes chuckle to myself while remembering the story you told me once regarding an encounter across from the Commonwealth Club with an old girlfriend.

Then there was the time you took me to breakfast at Joe's right after I had broken my wrist. I got sick at the end of the bar right after eating and cleared out the place. It was the pain medication, not the food. Then you wouldn't walk me home because you'd be late for work.

Ah the good ol days of Hello.

I hope you have found peace. I will miss you.

"Lil Sonny",

Never forget you and the good old days back in Orangetown. Rest in peace old pal and show 'em how to play that harmonica up in heaven.

Stu

DENNIS YOU WILL BE MISSED BY ALL, YOU WERE A REALLY NICE PERSON AND YOU WILL BE FOREVER REMEMBERED.