I guess I'm guilty too. No one has been to his resting place in a long time. The cups for the flowers were full of dirt on his head stone, and you could barely read it. That's gotta be the worst part about dying, is just being forgotten.

My best friend of 19 years died Nov 2, 1996. Soon it will be 10 years since he
passed. I've never had a friend even close since then. He and I were two of a kind.

I feel for you mang.




> I guess I'm guilty too. No one has been to his resting place in a long time.
> The cups for the flowers were full of dirt on his head stone, and you could
> barely read it. That's gotta be the worst part about dying, is just being
> forgotten.
>
>

he's buried right down the road from me and i couldn't muster up the courage to get to the gravesite until last month- first time i'd been there since i was a pallbearer at the funeral years ago, and i wept like a bitch.

c'est la mort.

Mine killed himself on 4th of May 2006.. funeral today!