I miss my best friend Jimmy Leonard. I wish I could talk with him right now and ask his advice and hear some lightning quick word play. I visited his grave a couple times in my last couple trips through Kamloops well after midnight after a mtb nightride in the hills with @petrifilms. It was quiet despite a steady warm wind through the deserted graveyard. Several people had left recent flowers and nic nacs by his headstone and I saw fresh footprints in the dirt made by Adidas runners and cowboy b