GsMcAmis

You know if I didn't know any better I'd say sSnake was a snake-bot... hasn't aged a day. (although his english is now totally flawless!!!! where as mine is totally fubar'd )

I can recall my life's worst moments. Mom dying. My painful seperation from my wife and near divorce. Sitting alone in my hole of a "seperation" apartment... where I had nothing at all. All those times coincided with one another... one feeding off the other. It was a horrible predicament... I was truly in the worst place of my life. I had a complete and total melt down at the time. The term 'sanity' could only marginally be applied to what I was then. As anybody who see's this post (and knows me) can attest to... for a long period of time I become a whole 'nother person. And it was NOT pretty. During that time I had very few friends. I had none (zero, zip, NONE) that were willing to help me and want basically nothing in return. And then came Lonestar. At the time Lonestar was a standing member of The_Gunn, and had been for about 6 monthes... a good all around guy, in good standing with the group. But honestly I didn't know him. And then some really nasty, bad things, began happening in my life. Don't get me wrong... I was getting moral support from my whole group, Juan and Sean most notable other than Lonestar. But Lonestar was, essentially, my saving grace. Through long, mean, small hours of the night... when I was very very weak, Lonestar was there via a phone call. Hours long he'd talk to me. We talked about four things: Battledog (bear) The_Gunn His personal life My personal life Those things aren't exactly in order... but BattleDog is on top for a reason. Gary loved that dog. Like a child Lonestar loved him. Much time was spent discussing Bear's general disposition, his good side and his bad side. One thing I can tell you for certain... Battledog was capable of extreme's in all aspects of emotions. And never was he faithless to his owner. That's not a good animal. Not even a good pet. That's family, adopted as any human could ever be. You cannot define the worth of such relationships... you can only approximate their general parameters (usually with hand gestures) and then say something like "You know what I mean?" Battledog was (hands spread apart to arms maximum span) in nearly every area. Through those mean hard nights, I enjoyed learning of his exploits. My mind, at that time, was in California, visiting with Gary, Sheri, and Battledog (the dog, by the way, I was very much afraid of even 2400 miles away) in a distraction that was very much needed. Translated through the neutral medium of talk about a much beloved member of his family, Lonestar gave to me the most sincere and fundamentally unadulterated act of compassion I have ever recieved in my 36 years of life. I will never forget this. So... to honor Lonestar, a man I still attempt to emulate in regards to compassion... I honor Battledog who, honestly, I felt I knew. Gary, I know your loss occured in August of last year. I also know you are still feeling the effects of his passing. Remember one thing... The white horse lived before he was seen with the man and the bow. Right there, right now, is Bear the Battledog. My sincerest condolences. GsMcAmis (here in spirit if not much else) ...God's love to you and Sheri...

he could...go...all...the...waaaaaaaaaay!!!> And awakes to find himself astride a gooey pillow.

the day after the Trump and the Shout>The only time I will ever understand my wife

where elf puts sherman's big head > Holy SHIT Batman!!!

...is pull the pin > he was before he was a king.

and hell followed with him>what my wife said last time I ate her chilli!

little-brittle>my teeth!

what do you do with a drunken sailor>I dont know, but i got his wallet

homework>What you should do before you let her move in!