They Don’t Love You Like I Love You

by thoughtsonthedead

img_3271It’s a beautiful picture until you notice how dirty Garcia’s hands are; then it’s still beautiful, but for different reasons. Happy birthday, big guy.

Excuse me?

Did you want to sign the card?

I’ve got some time. It ‘s almost exactly as far away from Garcia’s birthday as you can get. Like, six months on either side of today. It is as not-Garcia’s-birthday as it gets.

I’ll be honest: it just seemed like “Happy birthday” went at the end of that sentence.

Yeah, I can see it.