I missed #tbt. But I'm going to do it anyway. On Friday. At 3am. Cause that's how I roll.
I spent part of tonight talking with an amazing coworker about my Paw. And also about men in general and how most of them are just plain terrible. Every now and then though, you find a winner, a truly good man and a truly good person. Paw was everything. And I miss him dearly. Even how he cleared his throat during a story. It's the little things. He had a great personality and loved everyone.
I want to say this was fall of 2010. Life went downhill rapidly. I will say that I was very thankful for my CHP family and for the wonderful understanding that was given when I said I just couldn't work the rest of that weekend. Miss you always.
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