I remember the first day I met him and I remember the last day I saw him. And in between those sixteen years, a wonderful friendship came to be. I called him Boss and he called me BGG. His smile was gorgeous and he looked great in a blue shirt. He would pick me up at the airport and we would have talks about the differences of a person just being a person and that of a human being. He loved Bob Dylan and driving. We would laugh to the point of tears each time we saw each other. Sometimes we would disagree, but we were secure enough in our friendship to know that it was okay to do so. He loved my picture taken in Germany because he knew what that time in my life meant to me. We learned from each other.
I am so blessed to have been able to spend those last couple of days with him. Our talks and laughs and silent moments were exactly what we both needed.
Rest in knowing that you are loved Boss. Come see my sun - you will love it here. I miss you now and forever Fred Fouse.
Some things.....do last forever.
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