At around eight o' clock this morning I got a call tellin' me that one of my most dear friends had passed on. It didn't really hit me till I got out on I-30 alone.

Richard "Dickey" Lamm is one the finest souls you'd ever want to meet and we were thick as thieves for a lot of years. I gave him a home when he needed it and he did the same for me without question and without ever making me feel like I owed him for anything.

All the stupid shit we did and crazy places we wound up at still makes me laugh until I cry. We spent a lot of time trying to cover for each other. The fact we held on to those jobs is a friggin' miracle. I wouldn't know what story to tell first and all of them are my favorite. God, I guess back then is the last time I really let loose. And in all those years I can't recall a cross word between us.

One thing I can tell you about my buddy, without doubt, is that he did NOT arrive in heaven in well preserved, grace. He slid in sideways, out of gas, and thoroughly used up. He's got some explaining to do but they'll let him in. Of that I have no doubt.

See ya soon bro. Until then I'll keep listening for ya in the wind.

"You aint heavy; you're my brother."

My Comments From: harleybrat43 06 Feb 2007, 3:49 am Sorry to hear about your loss..keep ya in prayers,god bless From: shovelheadsled 05 Feb 2007, 6:37 pm cherish those memories, and always remember that he would want you to carry on...this will be tough take care bro