B Farlow ...I remember when we worked together and we would always go off afterwards and do silly things. You were so much fun to be around, even though you could sometimes be a real jerk. When you stopped coming around so much and began hanging out with that crowd, i knew something had changed. You weren't the same person i once knew. You were distant and preoccupied and didn't seem to care about anything but being with that crowd. So, when i heard of your heroin overdose i wasn't surprised. I knew you had been to rehab twice and i just hoped it worked. It made me so sad to hear that you had died at only 21, i felt terrible. I thought.. "If he had of just tried a bit harder maybe he'd be alive." I also hated that i had to hear it second hand, i really liked you, you were a fun friend. What made me even sadder was when your grandma told me that you had so much going for you at the time, your nursing career, and you were working for the airline. Alot of people tried to pass your death off as an "allergic reaction to medication", but the truth was known to all too many people. I'd like to visit your grave, but i think i would rather remember you laughing, driving that camero and making jokes about nothing at all, not just looking at a grave marker knowing that you were in a dark hole. I'm mad as hell at you for not coming to me, or not trusting me to try to help you dammit! I'm angry because you died so young, but.. now atleast your no longer addicted to that crap. Drive fast Bobby..., you always have. B C Farlow Born Georgia Passed Away July 2000 Georgia Cemetery Memorial Gardens