Saturday, May 20, 2023
Doug, you were my best friend. I loved you more than a brother. I'm sorry, so sorry that I failed you. I allowed myself to lose touch with you when you needed me most. Too late I tried to find you without success. The irony is that you were only miles from me. I think about you constantly and allow myself the fantasy that you are still alive and we go fishing like we used to.
Some pain in life never goes away and the pain of losing you still grips tightly in my heart. Sleep peacefully my friend. We'll be together again before you know it. Don't catch all the fish till I get there.
Your Eternal Friend,
Artie (Rudy)