I miss you, J. I don't know if you're alive or dead now. I think of you often. Your story will never be forgotten. Not by me, anyway. Some members here scared you away. I don't know how or why. But I wish they had kept their goddamned mouths shut. I miss you badly. I'll never hear from you again. I'll never get to hear another sweet account of you and your kids taking a walk through nature and watching eagles soar. You're dead for all I know. I hate life that much more that someone like you- someone so much sweeter a human being than me- has had your life cut short, when you were so close to escaping from your life of pain and misery.
Wherever you are, if there is a God, you will be in heaven, far from the reach of your satanic sperm-donor "father" running and playing forever with your brother, with no memory of the life you left behind. I just wish I could have told you one last time how much I loved you like a brother or a son. So many live long who deserve death, and so many die young who deserve life and honor. So long, my friend. I love and miss you.