found out last week that a long-time friend & grower had passed on. I had lost contact with him after his divorce when he went on the road as a traveling welder. most folks hide their plants, Joe set his out on the side of the roads & tied the branches down with fishing line so the state would mow right over them & keep the weeds at bay. the statute of limitations is no longer a problem, so I am safe to tell the world that I was both proud and lucky to be a friend of Joe, out of the mountains of east Tennessee. may your Triumph never blow a fuse, your bottle run dry, or your bag empty. Ride on...
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much happier if he had done that..go figure, he took his IV stand, with his ass hanging out the back of a patient gown to Wednesday evening church, across the street! I didn't even miss him until another nurse took a patient to a different wing of the hospital a block away and recognized the little shit and brought him back, at the END of my shift!
