Remember the time we sat in a tree and contemplated where we wanted to be in the future, when we grew up?

Never knew you'd be so right.

You wanted to be a bartender, wanted to stay humble, be true and always know what's what and who was who.

You succeeded.

But when I asked where you saw yourself, I never knew that home was code for Heaven.

I will NEVER forget, pal.

And soon, we will meet eachother at the crossroad.

And you will guide me. Once more. Forever.

Love you, Zane Baxer.

And I always will.

<3 Rest in Peace. <3