The last time I saw him, we drank copious amounts of Mac & Jack's on a patio in Portland, and then washed it all down the next day at the Portland brew fest. One of my favorite days ever, and that was before he died. Now, that day is an indispensable memory.
I do wonder whether another Mac & Jack's will pass my lips without bringing on the sort of sorrow I can't currently elude.
Going out with Josh for a beer are some of my best memories...
ReplyDeleteI'll have you know I was the first person that got Josh to drink beer on regular basis at the Barley Mill.
Thanks for your remembrance of our friend
I loved drinking with Josh on the rare occasions i could get him to do so. I think he was always a bit worried about drinking with me after the first time. I've never seen anyone WANT to sleep on linoleum when the got hammered. :)
ReplyDeleteMemories of fun and good times...just like Josh to have left us with these precious moments.
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