Saturday, July 29, 2023
To one heck of a guy! Boy, the great memories we had through high school and during his college years.
He had a small mini trail bike, big enough for both of us to ride. One afternoon he was steering it, I’m holding on for dear life, he laughs out load and yells- CAT! We were flying down a dirt path through one of my farm pastures, I could see a large fast running black blurr just in front of Kim, Kim was closing fast, then. Kim’s laughs turned to a scream. As we flew over the handlebars into the field, I saw the large black cat running away, and smelled the potent eye tearing stench of the skunk he just tried to tackle. Took a half gallon of tomato juice to scrub wit, soap, the hose. My mom made us burn our clothes.
Five days till we weren’t getting looks in school from the horrible smell.
I told the kids in school John Morgan threw up on us from his house party, most bought the lie. Lol.
I’ll miss my best buddy so so much. My heart aches, God bless you Kim Roscher, till I hopefully get to see you again.
