I have witnessed you daily, on the sidewalk as I ride to work, in the scent of slaughter that comes from the Fruit Market - in the absence of friends who will later be present then gone again. You have resided within my thoughts for some decades, and now I seem to witness the end of what it is to be, for all of we who can read these words. You will be my friend here; you will listen while others willfully ignore or cannot hear. You will be my present friend in your absence who understands my complaints, heeds my warnings and considers my insights. I will send my thoughts to you here in this forum - where there is no-one.