Remembering all the good times playing all the rock and roll at jobs together. Will miss you
Marshall had access to a cool car. I think it was a white T-bird. We would double date and sometimes drive around at night in the falling snow. When he put on the high beams the world was instantly transformed into a snow globe with us in the middle. Each falling flake danced and twinkled as we drove. Now he is somewhere up there dancing, twinkling and playing his rock and roll.
I know his last years were difficult. Reconnecting with him was a lucky break for me.
RIP my friend.