Drowning and yet about to fly.
A few hours after your departure, the chain that united us is starting to disappear. You were famous, and famous will remain, through the nickname everyone knew you for.
This really isn't depressing at all...
Something small about early childhood parental loss. I was 7 when losing dad.
Rest in paradise 🙏🏾 04/22/19 Uncle T.
The ocean tides wash you until you’re nothing more but merely a memory.