Every time I drive past the Kirkpatrick house on Black Forest Road I remember John and the morning my mom came into my room and told me about the story she had just heard about the accident and John's death. We were sixteen and he was the first friend to die. He was a good friend and a lot of fun to be with. May he Rest In Peace.
Thomas Rogers (1967)
Every time I drive past the Kirkpatrick house on Black Forest Road I remember John and the morning my mom came into my room and told me about the story she had just heard about the accident and John's death. We were sixteen and he was the first friend to die. He was a good friend and a lot of fun to be with. May he Rest In Peace.