johnny…

​Johnny Lewis.  

I couldn’t catch my breath on Thursday.  It seems incomprehensible.  It breaks my heart that some people will remember him only from the horrific circumstances surrounding the last part of his life.  It breaks my heart for the loved ones of everyone involved.

When I think of Johnny, I will think of a sweet, talented boy I once knew.  I will think of itchy ears.  I will think of sipping tea and talking about art.  I will think of dancing in the streets of Palo Alto at midnight, singing softly together.

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