Eli, was my friend, before I understood what it meant to be called a friend. We would gather in the courtyard after school of the townhomes we both called home almost daily, trying to be cool,  I'm truly sorry my friend. I'm truly sorry my friend I'm tr I'muly sorry my friend. I couldn't see or prevent your accident from coming. As I much often think of how I may have as the events are replayed in my mind over and over again and again of how I missed the danger arriving. Please know the wisdom  I have today, if it could be sent to my unwise self of then. I wouldn't have a hole where my friend once filled