It was a fine Halloween.
And a fine Day of the Dead
That's Peter Vassil in the photo
with the Steiff fox named Eppie
When Peter and I were best buddies in
Ft. Lauderdale, he told me that when and if he ever died
I was to take care of Eppie.
He passed many years later, when we were both living in Atlanta
Our time together was
not as long as I had wished , we weathered some storms
and rocky paths. But we always had our bond with each other
no matter what. When I got the call he had passed away after his
battle with AIDS, ( back then the outcome wasn't always so positive),
the first thing I was given was Eppie to take home and
take care of. I have her still and I have him in my heart always.