So long my old friend, your laughter will always brighten my darkest day, and your memories will push me onward till my own goal is reached. I will cherish our meaningful conversations and our late night bull sessions forever. I think of you when I sit at the typewriter and remember all the stories you had floating in your head, that poured out from your heart. What a writer you were. Maybe one day, I will put the stories on paper, for all of us. Rest in peace, Thomas Wayne ( Tank) Austin... Andy.
Andy Arnold
So long my old friend, your laughter will always brighten my darkest day, and your memories will push me onward till my own goal is reached. I will cherish our meaningful conversations and our late night bull sessions forever. I think of you when I sit at the typewriter and remember all the stories you had floating in your head, that poured out from your heart. What a writer you were. Maybe one day, I will put the stories on paper, for all of us. Rest in peace, Thomas Wayne ( Tank) Austin... Andy.