Hey budd I really miss you but not as much as your dad, mom and sister. I’m not worried about the grammar because it doesn’t matter. Katie and I had a little girl, we named her Ezarai. I always wanted to name my son Ezra and Katie thought of Ezarai. Pretty cool huh. She’s 9 months and is the cutest thing, you’ll love her and she’d love you too, everyone loved you. If they didn’t then there was something wrong with them. I’m really worried about your dad, you were his heart and I don’t think it’s beating very well. I try to imagine the same thing happening to me, you know if Evan died. I think I’d give up on life and just drink until I couldn’t any more. I’d leave town, run away. Our sons are our future, they carry on our name but more importantly what we’ve taught them good or bad and your dad taught you well. Your drug problem wasn’t his fault, it was those damn doctors giving you to many feel good pills and I know what that feels like. I’d take them every day if I could because they do make you feel good, happy. I wish life was that easy. Bubba the short amount of time we shared together and I’ll always wish it could have been more. You did impact my life. I know your better off then you ever were and where your supposed to be, we all just miss you. You were a light in all this darkness. I’ll never forget you Colti, Monster.