It was a great friendship. We would normally go get breakfast once every 3 to 5 weeks. Most of the time it was closer to lunch, nevertheless country ham was always on my plate. If I needed help moving or getting something Neal would be at my home in half an hour or less. Went to see him the other day. He was in a box about 12 inches square. I will miss him a lot. Whenever I eat country ham, I’ll say a little “how you doing feller” to him. I don’t have a lot of good friends and losing one is never good. I have a few other great friends, but not breakfast buddies. Now I have to start looking for another. Wonder how long that will take? You can believe what you want, but I know he is in a better place now. However I have no great desire to visit him anytime soon!!!!
Rest good (or should it be well) Brother