January 8th, 2009

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Thursday, January 8th, 2009

You’ve always been with me.

Spending days with me and your nephews in the post September 11 lunacy. Fixing the heat in the Scooter on the way home from visiting Matthew in Maine in 1983. Telling me I was fucking up when I needed (not wanted) to hear it. Toasting my newly minted marriage as only you could.

And, Springsteen.

I am with you today, holding your hand.

I love you Robby.

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