I told Dell
“I remember everything,back being a kid…
You’re a good one”
It was the most effortless sentence I could construct, Because it was a thousand percent true.
I’ll write it down again because I want to remember.
When I saw him, lying there, I thought about him taking us all to the river.
Swimming, he tied up a rope so we could swing off the bank..
Some true redneck shit …
But I think about him now, and I just think of what a genuinely good guy he was.
He had so much heart, and he treated everyone with the same kindness,
Like a being that had no hate in him.
I wish I had a way to document those memories. ..
Document his storytelling.
Film the camping trips with all of us cousins..
It’s very possible, that breed might die off…
(nah)
Nah….
You can be that breed.
Just be nice to people and treat them well.
Treat them like you would want them to treat you .
Shout-out to Uncle Dell.
An unnoticed special one .
(death by tobacco)
Death by tobacco….
And ridiculous amounts of cocaine in the ’80s…
Fucking wrecked his heart ❤️
It’s a shame.
Cigarettes.
dawn 