![]() Who was I to argue, he's always had the best ear for music I've ever known. All he wanted to do was form another band and "jam". Recently we spent evenings, myself Scott and Mandi, sitting in my livingroom with him playing his beloved guitar trying to get me to sing (perhaps someday I will figure out why haha) all I wanted to do was listen to him play. His with an understanding ear when I needed someone to turn tears to laughter after we each had to explain to a doctor what the diseases we have (and how to spell it), or play a game of connect the dots with the bruises from an ER visit. ![]() He never did stop begging me to make him the crepes we learned to make in that class ) It wasn't long before "Je t'aime a la folie" could be heard hollered across the halls of AHS between us (I love you madly) and it was a special lifelong love that few will ever experience. Soon we were in high school and shared French classes and frustrating our poor teacher with passed noted and shared whispers as we helped one another figure out a foreign language and created many lifelong inside jokes. I quickly began to think the guy could play ANYthing.give him a set of forks, he could make beautiful music. ![]() Scott and I first met in Mr Savel's band class in middle school. ![]()
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