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| Sir Jay |
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| On June 1, 2002, my dear friend, Jay BlackThorn aka Jerry Howe died of a fatal asthma attack. His light shone brighter than he would have ever guessed, and more people loved and cared deeply for him than he ever imagined. Teresa, his beloved irish girlfriend was visiting him from Ireland when the trajedy took place. Loving both of them very much, as soon as I heard he was in the hospital I made plans to go be with them, but alas I wasn't fast enough. So I still drove the 12 hours to be there for Terri, we needed each other omre than we first thought. After the funeral, Teresa went back home to Ireland to continue to mourn her love, and nurse her hearting heart. I wish she could have come to visit me before she left, but I understand she couldn't at this time. I honestly can't even remember how I met Jay, except that he had messaged me on YaHoo one day and we just kept on talking. We soon got to know each other, and became close friends. Being online nowadays just isn't the same anymore... We miss you Jay! Blessed be my friend... |
| The mournful cries rise in the night. We are seeking! Wolves' song greets the Moon so bright. We are brave and wise! Sleek muscled bodies beneath the Moon. We help turn the wheel of death and rebirth! By our magick we send a boon Of true dreaming! |