well shit... the day of your birth is here and again this year you are still as dead as you were last year on this day of birth of you. Makes me sad. I miss you, others miss you. You were and are so loved by so many. I wish you could or would visit me more in my dreams. I just want to kick back listen to music as you sip on wine and i puff one down and we cry over the lyrics, and talk about loved ones and lost ones. Miss you