Backhoe RIP

Backhoe RIP

More than anything else, the way he spoke of his love for his dead wives changed the way I thought about my own bride of over forty years. I took to calling her Milady on here instead of "the Mrs." or something like, in a poor attempt to emulate Backhoe's expressions of affection.

Thank you, Backhoe. Milady and I cried for you yesterday, when we heard you had died.

The outpouring of remembrance on the board was truly inspiring. Much like the recollections spurred last night by Joffen's sister asking if he was remembered. This is a great community.

Morning, Glories!