Tony was my friend and like a brother to me, before he died he told me he loved me and I told him too. His last week he shot a lot of pool with me and at first I could kick his butt but by the end of the week he was winning all the time against me. I remember when Tony lived with us my dad was always trying to get us to keep the house clean and Tony would say come on dude we better clean this place up before your dad gets home from his trip and I would tell him the same but then we would say it again the next day and again the next day and end up not doing it at all and this made my dad really happy. It was really nice to have Tony live with us, it was like having a brother in the house, we did everything together video games pickin on each other callin up the ladies Tony was a lot of fun and always made me laugh. I have not cried yet and cant figure out why, I’m really sad but I think Tony would tell me that cowboys don’t cry. I cant believe he is gone I keep waiting for his name on my caller ID. There is so much more I want to say but don’t know how to say it. I miss you Tony, you were always like my little brother…
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