My favorite part of living in west Knoxville, the one thing I miss the most, is you. Who in their right mind would leave you as a neighbor? Only a street separated our lives and houses. Countless conversations in the front yards. Regular back door surprises. I miss you dragging your tarped leaves down into my backyard. And who else would go to the trouble of getting a sleep study simply at my suggestion... and then send me a photo?
How else would we have known your children?
We had a great with-ness, you and I. And for the record, I still have a few of your tools that I'll never return as a reminder that all we have is really each others. Well, I love you, you matter to me, I thought of you today.
