My best friend
January 22
by Carl Barr
When I moved up here from Florida in the 90's the first 2 people I met was Little Skippy and Ronnie. They accepted me for who I was and we became friends from that moment. Although we lost touch with each other we still remain friends. Ronnie, Little Skippy and myself were known by many as the Three Stooges because we always were around each other on the 4th of July field helping Uncle Johnny out or just walking around talking about our days and what we were up to. He was more than just a friend he was like a brother and will always remain my brother. Till we meet again my brother I Love and Deeply Miss You.