They’ll never take the memories.
One of my brothers from my youth is gone. One of about 7 that I’d considered a brother and had gone through the trenches of my twenties with.
Miss those days when we were all together. Now scattered across the country I’m sure every one of us can look back to the many times we were all together and remember just how great it was to have such close bonds. Although we’re all in different places and you all know who you are, let’s remember what it meant to have each other through thick and thin, girls coming and going but always having each others backs, laughing and playing-always.
Here’s to you my brothers, never forget the good times we shared.
Good Morning Gloucester 
Beautiful picture Joey
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very nice! i think we can all relate this. all of us i think were part of a very special group of friends like you said “Back in the good’ol day’s!” dont we all wish we could be back there again.
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Kevin W., There is certainly no way I could of put that better. I know I wish I could back. Joey, I know you may not of seen him for a while but I am still sorry for your loss of a friend.
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