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IT'S BEEN ALMOST 13 YEARS SINCE HUNTER DIED.....AS WELL AS MY FRIENDS HAL CHAMBERLAIN, TED SAUNDERS, BERT BOTTORFF, GUY BISHOP, GARY SAWYER, JOHN SMITH AND BOB JONES, BYRON REED, RICH ANDERSON, A THIRD OF THE BACKSTREET BRIDGE LEAGUE, PERRY PITTMAN, STEVE VICE, RON UNDERWOOD, TAYLOR STUCKEY, ANDY JOHNSON, AND......I HAVE TO STOP.....FOR EACH THAT I REMEMBER BRINGS TOO GREAT A SENSE OF LOSS........MY MEMORY BANKS ARE SHUTTING DOWN, TRANSMUTED, AND REMANIFESTED, WITH IMMEDIANCY, RIGHT BACK IN THE LINE OF VISION.......
DURING THAT HORRIBLE PERIOD WHEN IT SEEMED THAT ALL THE SENSITIVE, ARTISTIC FRIENDS THAT I HAD WERE DROPPING TO DARKNESS....I WAS OFTEN OVERCOME WITH ANGUISH AND DESPAIR.......NOW, HOWEVER, THE SURVIVORS OF THIS EPIDEMIC SEEM TO BE 'HANGING IN THERE', ALTHOUGH THEY SUFFER FROM STRANGE AND PECULIAR AUTO-IMMUNE CONDITIONS, NIGHT TERROR AND ANTICIPATORY ANXIETY....
HUNTER, A THINKER, WRITER AND POET.....IN MY MORE ABSTRACT THOUGHTS, HIS MEMORY LINGERS....STILL......BEYOND SUFFERING OR HOPE.
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