It was a fine Halloween.

And a fine Day of the Dead

That's Peter Vassil in the photo

with the Steiff fox named Eppie

When Peter and I were best buddies in

Ft. Lauderdale, he told me that when and if he ever died

I was to take care of Eppie.

He passed many years later, when we were both living in Atlanta 

 Our time together was

not as long as I had wished , we weathered some storms

and rocky paths. But we always had our bond with each other

no matter what. When I got the call he had passed away after his 

battle with AIDS, ( back then the outcome wasn't always so positive),

the first thing I was given was Eppie to take home and

take care of.  I have her still and I have him in my heart always.