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Lecky got sick suddenly on December 17 and made it through the night but things just kept getting worse. You gotta understand he was cobbled together with spare bits to begin with, and his lungs had been through the wringer in the last year. He didn't suffer, he didn't dwindle for long.He brought joy and love where ever he went. Those who met him can remember him as the gimpy weirdo who smiled at everyone on Main Street. _________ (old words from Lecky: I barfed on the bed. It was mostly Beggin' Strips and oolichan. I likes doing jerky things like that.Peoples stare at me a lot because I'm a gimp. I try not to notice. If I was a kid, would they stare? Probably, because they're shallow.Peeing on a fire hydrant = cliché. You can do better.)Three things I hate: zippers, buttons, and clasps (especially on bras). These are the devil's work and therefore must be destroyed.