Beauty is Imperfection

I lost a longtime friend this week. He was the first person to see me drunk. He was also the person who encouraged me to start this blog.

We didn’t agree on many things in our later years, which was very sad, but we forged our young adult identities alongside each other and we stood up for each other as young people … when there were real things at stake. And that can’t be taken away. Those memories can’t be erased. He was also warm and open-hearted when he didn’t have to be. That I’ll also remember.

You can read about John Evan Thomas here.