Brother, 4EVER you will reside in my heart.I don't know if I'm mad as hell at you for not paying attention, or if these tears running down my face right now are from my broken FUCKING heart. Blood don't mean shit,because nothing could bring me and you any closer bubba. None the less, I was blessed crossing paths with you. Just know... I got mama,every chance that I can. Rest Easy my boy!
Marge, this is Mikey(the good one) My heart hurts for you deeply. Theres not any words in our language that can describe the empathy I have for you, but the day I met you in your kitchen, was the day I felt in my heart that "I finally found my family". Call me please, 907 802 1321. I love ya doll!