You know the little cards that you pick up when you go to a funeral or wake I use them as bookmarks in my bible. I remember the person when I come across the card. Generally a good memory will come to mind. Friday night as I was waiting for some friends to pick me up one of those cards fell out of my bible as I was putting it away. It was for my friend Dave Dory. I looked at the date and realized that he died a year ago May 4th. I sat down sort if surprised to see that a year had gone by so quickly. When Dave died last year I had a hard time accepting it. I was pretty angry with him because he really killed himself. He did not take care of his health and his body failed. He was 36 and he wasted his life. He was generous to a fault and he loved his family and friends. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do for them. Well except quit drinking and eat right. His last few years were horrible. Everything in his body began to break down. He never stopped abusing his body. I miss him I think I always will. Dave had away about him. Something that just made you care. He touched my life. I am a better person for having known him. I will think of the good times the treasured memories and I will laugh.