Was thinking about about how every time you would see my son and myself, we would always end up engaging in a conversation about ball! He took your passing pretty hard. He/we always enjoyed the conversations. We still think of you, gone but never forgotten, fly high Sylvester...

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I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.

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