Today is Roby's birthday. He would have been 46 years old. It's impossible for me to even imagine...
So, this year, I imagine Roby having a party for Amy much like the last scene in "Long Time Companion" where all friends who have gone before are gathered together, young and healthy and beautiful forever, celebrating each other. Hank would be there, Dean, Chris Roper, Lady Elaine Peacock, my Dad...they would all be there to show her the ropes. And then, they would gather around and drink to Roby for his birthday.
I wish I had a picture I could post...but...there aren't any new pictures.
Happy Birthday, Roby. I haven't forgotten.