Mar 14, 2006
Today would have been his sixteenth birthday. It's hard to believe
he's been gone for over a year. There was never a better, more
loyal, patient, sweet, loving, attentive, well-behaved, constant,
or adorable companion. There was also never a companion more loved
or missed.
This isn't a Deedlecast. It's a single song called "I'll Be There"
by Weekend Players that I remixed into a four and a half minute
version. I intend to make a short film as a tribute with all the
photos and film clips I have of him, set to my extended mix. The
mix is called "I'll Be There (Deedle's Sleepiest-sleepy-sleep
mix)."
I chose this song out of myriad options because, through good and
bad, he was there for me. He was there when I was living in Dallas
just after graduating college, didn't know a soul in town, and
found out that I'd passed the CPA exam. I had just gotten him, and
we danced and celebrated together. He was there at the airport when
I came home from England after a seven day coma and a near miss
with spinal menengitis. I remember being in the hospital just
wanting to get back to the states to him.
He was there all through law school and the bar exam, and all the
late nights and stresses. Friends and boyfriends came in and out of
my life, but he was always there for me with his unwavering love
and support. With all the vicissitudes of school and career, we
moved a lot in his fifteen years. We lived in Dallas, Austin, and
DC. It didn't matter to him, as long as he was there with me. We
went to Montreal, Provincetown, California, Oklahoma, New York,
Ohio, and all over Texas together. He loved the car, and he was
always so good on the plane that I was able to carry him on in one
of those pet bags, so happy to be going along, never making a sound
under the seat. He just wanted to go with, and hated to be left
behind.
Happy birthday. You are never forgotten and are always with me.