I just had a visitor. A young policeman that just moved into the Neighbor.
I offered through a friend to give him some stuff free before I move.
So I gave him a glass Kitchen table, Bedroom TV and a glass coffee table and an awesome fucking painting. I don’t have the room…
He has no fucking idea..And I’ll never tell him. We had a nice talk. I’m glad he and his wife scored some stuff I don’t want.. Who the hell cares?
In the early years here I lost my best friend who was a policeman from a heart issue. Maybe the only time in LGF history Charles allowed me to post all the details of this tragic event. I posted about his life, our life and the family and charities to give too. Charles showed such kindness and folks I was really shaken up. I told stories for months and nobody said shut up.
Those days were long ago…and I only brought this up cause I had a cop in my house for an hour..Talking, laughing and giving away shit.
I could never bring up Alan to a stranger in my house..But son of a bitch the memories just flooded in.