Five years later. The memories are still clear, but less obtrusive. We're pretty much all still here somehow. The last five years haven't been the greatest, but I wish you'd stuck around for them. I don't cry anymore, I don't scream anymore. I think I'm just numb. Does anyone really get over this kind of a loss anyway? We go on, but do we ever really get over it?
Be at peace, John. We'll never forget you.
