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An old friend of mine dropped me a line to tell me why I probably dreamt of my friend last night. It's almost been five years to the day since he passed away. I had forgotten. Oddly enough I still remember his birthday (I always know because it's Flag Day... which is an odd association for the man but there you go).

Eleven years ago, when I was facing a homeless stint in my second year here in Atlanta, he kept me off the streets at a time when I had nowhere else to go and let me crash at his place no questions asked. He was there for me, as he was for so many of us, whenever I needed help, back-up, a good time, a front or just someone to listen to my bullshit.

I once wrote of him shortly after his death that - "... he was a man who would never let me fall any lower than he stood". I still haven't come up with a better way to sum up the courage, kindness and raw madness of my 'Brother'.

I don't know what kind of man I am but i'd like to think that i'm a better one for having known him.

I don't know what else to say except that I miss him and love him still. I guess there really isn't anything else.


JAMES AARON THOMPSON
"BUD"
14 JUNE 1972 - 24 SEPTEMBER 2002


Here's an online photo gallery she put up for him over here. Much thanks [personal profile] vanian

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