I found out yesterday that a friend of mine had a stroke…

He’s a year older than me.

I haven’t seen him in years or spoken to him but it doesn’t make him that far from my heart.

I’ve actually tried to find him, with no luck. Someone found me that put me in contact with his old band mates.

I knew all of them for years. I drove through the Dallas ice for them and they looked after me. They will always be my friends.

People forget friends…I don’t like that.

Everyone thinks they have it so tuff…including me…but when it all comes down to it, we don’t.

Death is a step away…it just depends what brick you step on.