Posted by Wyatt Sasser on June 10, 1998 at 03:43:13:
To: The Whale,
Why did you have to go and do something stupid and get yourself killed. How are we supposed to deal with it. It's not fair that only a few actually got to see you and spend some time in your company. Myself and all the others will never get that chance. Why did you have to go and do something stupid. Now I don't feel like doing anything for the rest of the day. I'm choking back tears, because I'm at work and noone will understand why I'm so upset. Hell, I've never met you. You were just a bunch of words on a computer screen. How dare you then, work your magic, and become family and friend and then leave. Why did you have to go and do something stupid. It's not fair Erold, you hear me! It's not fair to leave so soon when there is so much to see and do. You've caused me a big hurt and as hard as I try, I can't get mad at you. You big lug, why did you have to go and do something stupid. All those broken plans, the laughter, the friendships and good times. All gone now. Nothing left but emptiness, saddness and
hurt. I'll never get to shake your hand and call you friend. I can only tell those that read this. I never met the man, but I called him friend. Good bye, you big o'l Whale of a guy. You've done more than most men can claim, and that is to leave a legacy. You are missed. Your friend, Wyatt.
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