This just might be an update that you will want to pass on. Seriously, you might not want to continue on reading.
The Dude snapped off this above photo back in July 2019. The photo below was sent to me on October 10th 2020. My buddy, My friends, My mate
Dennis was diagnosed with bone cancer in December of 2019. Still shocking news to me but even more completely stunned on Sunday the 11th when receiving the grim news.
What you must understand here is that Dennis was more than just a human. He was so caring and found a true passion within the automobile industry. His knowledge of road worthy cars was quite astounding really. Dennis was a jokester and he left us way to early.
Tonight, as I write this, his funeral is about to take place on YouTube in about an hours time. Me, I am beside myself. But for his twin, my loneliness matters are rather insignificant. I sympathize with his twin Robert because Den & I gravitated as one. Example?? When Den was driving, I was shotgun. And Robert and The Dude were inseparable. The photo above, can you guess where I was seated??
This past week was beyond strange for me as I waffled through it in a haze. Example??? Ready for this, a number of folks from my past resurfaced with a wide range of undulating issues or life situations to share. I strived towards my best to accommodate, is that the word, maybe compassion would be the preferred word. Who cares. This past week was a struggle for me as I was processing my mates passing but yielding my feelings to others I care for in hopes they could seek the best possible outcome. But the reality of it, not one asked me how I was doing.
And that is honestly and a bit candidly OK because I am not sure how I would have reacted. Their calls, texts, and outreaches were a perfectly timed distraction from my own debacles of life now that I am reflecting. The above photo was from 1985. The Dude, Robert, Me, and Dennis at my moms place. Not too long after this shot, TJ bound, back when it was a safe place for dancing and under age drinking. Back when every night was a festival. Back when meals were cheap, safety was never a concern because it was the norm, and the donkey show wasn't even a thing. You Know, The Good Times With Even Better Friends
Sharing my latest acrylic piece with ya. Tuesday, two days after receiving the news of Den, I poured and then painted this piece for Hippy Jim and Susan. Those two crazy kids hit 15 years of marriage and are as happy together now as they were back then. I only wish I had my photos from that ceremony. That whole week is for another update for future posts.
How all this ties in together you ask??? Denver Chris just hit the big 50 this past 13th of October. Hippy Jim and Susan to the left, Uncle Karl and Janet to the right. This group was very familiar with the twins. We have cross pollinated the twins with The Cheese Family and the twins joined the family in 2004. So on DC's birthday, toasted the twins a few times. Dennis, we successfully honored your life that night. You would have approved.
We all took a little field trip on the 13th and hit a few watering holes along the way. The Handle Bar Tap House was first, a new bar downtown GJ after that, and consumed refreshingly wonderful homemade pizzas along the river in Palisade. And guess who I spent that night with?? Meet Ben. Ben is an old 9 year old Golden who's owners passed away earlier this year. Ben now travels with the hippies. Quite happy he is and we cuddled until sunrise. I haven't snuggled with anyone or anything in almost two years now. And that may be the problem, I am fucking lonely. I wish I had the gift of love.
So my plan was to head down to the San Juans and camp for a couple of days and be back for the YouTube Funeral. As I am driving along with my obscure thoughts, it dawns on me, I AM IN Phuc-N Hotchkiss. Totally on auto pilot, I turned towards Marble as if I was going to work. What A Classic
Of course I amused myself with "Oh Well" and drove on up to Marble. The good news, it was if I had the whole town to myself to share with Old Mr Bear. The calming sounds of a Fall breeze through the evergreen trees was soothing, zero city light pollution offered up the opportunity for Milky Way staring, and my bed roll spread flat under a canopy of shooting stars. One of the best ways to pass out cold. Speaking of cold, I woke up freezing inside my sleeping bag. Found out later that Marble had a low of 34F/ 1c that night. But totally worth it because the night sky was beyond alive. The air was dead still and constellations were almost lost inside all those tiny of tiniest twinkling light years away gases. Stunning
The link is about to go live. Warned you that you might not wanna read this. Death of a mate sucks!! Oh, and then just when I thought I was near rock bottom, more Sh*tty news rolled in. Halloween is my favorite holiday and you all know this. I love playing dress up. Our group has been creating theme costumes for decades. Last year was Cowboys and Indians, before that was Robots, and so on. As we always do, July 4th is when we set the theme in stone, we all fabricate our costumes during the rest of the Summer months. This year, the two little ones will be Thing 1 and Thing 2. I'm immediately all in as you all know my history with Dr Seuss. Ideas were bouncing around in my mind like a bouncing super ball inside an elevator. So I have meticulously hand stitched a Vlad Vladikoff outfit together back in September and just started working on the leggings. Just before the news of Dennis passing away, the theme was changed. The kids want to be dinosaurs now so the adults agreed on Cavemen and Women. Phuc-N Yuck!! Does Mr Sun really have to come up tomorrow? Can I possibly take anymore of this? Will the Human Race ever stick by their word? For me, someones handshake doesn't carry merit these days because everyone has a justified COVID cop out.
Anyway, Me and The Boy Dog with Robert and Dennis from June 2015. I know that The Boy Dog welcomed Dennis with open paws. Together, those two are waiting for me. Looking forward to seeing you both on the other side. Rest In Peace Dennis