All the memories, all the parties, all the fun, all the family, all the graffiti, all the laughs, and how it all seemed to blend in to one big ball of friendship. When I had no transportation you doubled your driving time for almost 2 months everynight so we could paint together. We always seemed to share a good laugh no matter how tense the situation, and I'm sure you wouldn't have changed the last thing you said to me.."Guess where I just ate,...I just ate at MACdonalds son!!" Ill always laugh at that and when I see those damn arches.
I miss you much man
much love...you boy EKET YO!.
The name DYST lives on...