Friday, September 27, 2019
Sydney, I have not forgotten you in all these years, and don't like to think that you're not in the world anymore....I first met you (where else?) in a horse environment when we both kept horses at Murrell's Stables in Shreveport. You rode a mare named Ginger, and always rode bareback. You were so full of life. At least I'm glad you did not go through a debilitating period before death; you couldn't have stood that. You introduced me to Astrology, which became a life-long passion for me, and we shared the death of John F Kennedy together, you calling me for solace when he was shot. You are a wonderful, unforgettable person, and I'm grateful for the time we had together. May we meet again.
