I could shut my eyes and
find myself sitting in the passenger seat of Kim's green
Firebird. Heading off to the Mad Hatter, Freckles or Baby
Hughies or even just sitting in front of my house having
girl talk until the sun came up. We had the times of our
lives. Kim, not one single day has gone by since August of
'83 that I have not thought of you. The older I've gotten
the more I have come to appreciate the strength and
dignity you had in the face of such a dreadful illness,
yet living your life to the fullest in spite of it. You
inspire me to this day. I keep your memory alive, my
children know all about you as well as friends that have
come along over the years. I just want you to know that it
was an honor and a privilege to have been your friend.
