I've been friends with these guys for a while, as I'm laying on my roof with a weed resting on my lips, I think about the fun memories I've shared with all the other greasers. I love them, truly, they're like my family I guess? I've learned different things from different people, as if they played a role in shaping my moral compass. Which they did. There was one problem to that family dynamic though, I never saw Johnny as family. I thought of him as something more.All Rights Reserved