Paul Fullerton Memorial

My good friend Paulie passed from this Earth.

Quickly.

I spoke to him only two weeks ago.

He was in a good mood.

Happy.

I shall miss him.

He worked as a sculptor.

His friends loved him.

Of the four elements and time.

His father drove a Chrystler Imperial onto Lake Michigan in the dead of winter.

He lived above the nightclub Area.

I liked hanging upstairs with him more than the crowds of revelers.

A Floridian to the end.

He had good blow.

We’ll always have the Upper Peninsula.

Where men are men and the women are twice the man I will ever be.

This entry was written by Peter, posted on June 1, 2022 at 1:51 am, filed under friends and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post. Post a comment or leave a trackback: Trackback URL.

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