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| In Loving Memory of My Brother Chris (Sixgun) A Father, A Son, A Brother, A Friend. He spoke with a chuckle, He scorned with love, Though always staying grounded, He seemed to be from Above. At first just a chatter, But grew to be known, respecting all with no matter showing love to the bone. Now looking down upon us as we look up to him, with smiles and a tear one day we'll see him again. I miss you my brother and will always carry the love you showed me within my heart. Thank you for making me a better man. ~Jimbo |