Anniversary
It’s a year today since Terry died and I miss him more than ever. We hadn’t seen each other for a decade or so, so I didn’t miss seeing him when he died, but we kept in contact via frequent emails – and the longer I go without hearing from him or emailing him, the more I miss the old fucker! We were friends for fifty years, and we developed a lot of our outlook on life together – mostly when we were teenagers. When he died, it felt like part of me had died too. I could talk to him about things I can’t talk about to anyone else – not expecting them to understand me in the same way Terry would have, anyway.
Will Kemp
