Chewy, I'm sorry for the loss of your friends, they are so hard to come by. How many of us have them, ones we can depend on? Friend is a word we use every day. Most of the time we use it in the wrong way, now, you can look the word up, again and again, but the dictionary doesn't know the meaning of friends. If you ask me, you know, I couldn't be much help, because a friend is somebody you judge for yourself. Some are ok and they treat you real cool, but some mistake kindness for bein a fool. We like to be with some because they're funny, others come around when they need some money, some you grew up with around the way, and you're still close to this very day. Homeboys through the Summer, Winter, Spring, and Fall, then there's some we wish we never knew at all. And the list goes on, again and again, but these are the people that we call friends.
I too lost a friend in jail. He was just a good ol boy, never meanin no harm. Beats all you never saw, been in trouble with the law since the day he was born. He made his way the only way he knew how, but that was just a little bit more than the law would allow. He was in for a long time on some BS trumped up charges by some podunk sheriff. Somebody tried to get him out with dynomite and killed everyone. Sad.