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| Jim, me and Phil at the last game in the old Busch Stadium. |
I suppose I am one of the lucky few who never had a friend die when I was young. It seems all too common these days. Today is the third anniversary of the death of my friend Phil. I've written about him before so I won't go into the details. But I miss your face Phil! I'm sure you know that a lot of things just aren't the same without you. In fact, those days when everyone got along and it was all fun and games seem longer gone than you.
"Gone - flitted away,
Taken the stars from the night and the sun
From the day!
Gone, and a cloud in my heart."
~Alfred Tennyson
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