You were crude. You were brash. You were brutally honest almost to a fault. We had many, many disagreements over the years but the belly laughs we shared in between were ten fold. Above all that, you were my very good friend. You were a kind and loving man. Our conversations after my heart attack cemented that fact for me. You genuinely cared about my well being and the well being of others. 6 years ago, you gave me the opportunity to race your Trophy Truck at the Parker 425 for the first time. I will cherish that memory till the day I die. I take solace in the fact that you left this Earth with a smile on your face down in Baja with your girls. Rest In Peace my friend. I will see you on the other side. I will miss you and our random conversations dearly until then.