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If it weren't for me my friend would have no visitors
He died early in 2000. He was one of the best friends I have ever had in my life. We drifted apart after he got married but we would still talk on the phone from time to time.
He was a trucker and one day while far from home he died while asleep in his 18 wheeler. He was 52 years old and he had succumbed to an apparent heart attack.
He was buried and I was one of his pall bearers. This was a honor but one I'd just as soon skip. His elderly and ailing parents and his son and his wife cried their eyes out for him.
Ok here it is 15 years later and the flowers on his grave have lost their color. His parents have died and they lie beside him.
I'm the only person that ever visits his grave. His wife has remarried and his son has better things to do.
Theres just me.
I don't put flowers on his grave but since he was a Vietnam veteran and his father was a WW@ veteran I place two flags on their graves. One for him and one for his dad. I have to assume the mother who lies beside his father would approve. I go there and say a few words and then go home.
We should have grown old together.
I'm so sorry you lost your bestfriend. I know how important it is to have someone you can share your thoughts with and for that person to understand where you're coming from.