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I was just writing anything that came to mind in the the header of my notes in my Human Communications and Society class. I started to write about what I saw this summer when I drove by Josh's house one afternoon. I saw his brother sitting on the front porch of his house playing guitar. His hair was just as blond as Josh's. I wondered if his parents saw the same thing I did. Did they see Josh in their youngest son? I started to think what he was playing on the guitar as he was sitting there in the hot summer sun. Was he playing a classic rock guitar solo? Was it a Guns N' Roses song?

Andrew and I are talking about him now. I don't even know why. There is no reason. One of us just said something and it spurred a 15 minutes AIM conversation about how Josh was one of the greatest kids we have ever known. How he was a true individual. To put it bluntly, he was the fucking man.

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