Monday, July 2, 2012
I met Vincent about twelve years ago. He was my best friend and the best thing I found since I moved here from Boston. He was a shining example of what men used to be -loyal to and protective of his family and friends, strong enough to spread it around and give others a boost, a man clear on right and wrong. Vincent was a class-act. He was a stand-up guy if there ever was one. With Linda in his corner, he was all that and more. My friend went toe-to-toe with the Long Goodbye, but I know that he's with his Maker now and we'll see him again.
