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Thinking About Oour Little Brother Today
It was about 9:00 AM I think that we all got a group text from Cheryl telling us that Larke had died. Right out of the blue.
He’d been sick and complaining about not being able to get a breath but with his COPD I just figured it was acting up.
I’ve never met another human like Larke. He hunted harder and fished harder and did just about everything to the max more than anybody I know. If you’ve been to his house you’ve seen his obsessions. Buildings full of stuff he’d collected.
And in all that, he valued his friends more than anybody. I’m bad about not liking to talk on the phone much. He’d leave me voice mails all the time, ‘Hey Posty, just checkin’ in no need to call back, just one my way down to Nosenuckle, NC”
I sure do miss him as I’m sure we all do. They broke the mold when they made that ‘un!
And yep, it’s been a whole year.
BKB
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"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body.
But rather, to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming...WOW, What a Ride!"
Our Friend, Tony "Gator" Hunter 1953-2007