i was supposed to meet him.but he died a couple days before i got the chance.
my mom's friend was best friends with him. and we went to his house.
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Thu 25 Aug 2005, 21:27,
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my mom's friend was best friends with him. and we went to his house.
too bad.he was a pretty decent guy, and very odd. i wrote to him years ago, and he wrote back -- we exchanged letters every once in a while after that.
i think he'd be terribly amused if someone dug him up and kept his bones in a glass display box.
(i think he'd be terribly amused if someone dug him up and kept his bones in a glass display box.
postbear has metal knees,
Thu 25 Aug 2005, 21:39,
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