I'm an old school punk rock vixen. I enjoy hearing from old friends, which is why I'm here, but not too interested in meeting any new faces. So you have been warned . . .
RIP Brian Edward Lewis 11/17/73-06/15/98
The world was too cold and cruel for someone of Brian's sensitive nature. For months after Brian's death, I would literally walk through clouds of his favorite scent late at night in my living room; even now, I can still feel his presence here in my home.
Brian, it's been ten years, but I have never forgotten your smile or the sound of your voice. Thank you, my sweet rockabilly boy, for allowing me the privilege of being a significant part of your life.
RIP Garwin Karl Patrick Davis 03/17/65-07/16/06
Throughout the years, no matter how hard we tried to let each other go, deep down inside Gar and I always knew we'd be together forever, but neither one of us knew how short forever would be. I always said that only through death would we ever stay apart, because the intensity of our love was too great for us to resist. I guess this means that Gar won the argument we had a few weeks before his death, as he wanted to be the first to go; I firmly believe that if I had been the first, Gar would not have lasted long in this world, not with his broken heart.
Gar, you were my strength, my safety net, and part of my soul; honey, I am honored to be the love of your life, as you were one of mine. Until we meet again . . .
RIP Robert Wilmer "Daddy Bob" Hankins 11/17/64-10/06/06
Without having Bob in my life, I doubt I would have become the woman I am today. We were best friends for 25 years; each day I face the challenge of living without having him to talk to, laugh with, or just be a constant presence in my life.
Daddy, I've known you since I was a little girl; now I am a woman, and you are no longer here. I will never forget you. Love, your little girl, Kimi
RIP Sheryl Jean Maran Haglund King Strupp Allen 04/30/68-11/03/07
My heart will always have an empty space for my sister, the person with whom I have spent some of my highest highs and lowest lows.
Sheree, I love you and I miss you; you were my only sister, and I will never have another.