I’m thankful that I had a chance to catch up with Leslie at our last high school reunion. He said that since he was wrapping up his father’s estate; that he might never return to the Valley; and that our paths might never cross again. True that. The first time I went to his house when we were in junior high he introduced me to Zappa (Freak Out). An ironic twist from Doors/Cream/Hendrix that I was listening too. It had a lasting influence. This morning I am choosing to look beyond the senseless tragedy and imagine that with his well developed sense of irony that he would get a laugh at the method of his demise.
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