Not for friends long gone. Not for family members passed. Not for freedom, peace, or any unreachable ideal.
Today we mourn for the last slice of apple pie, the slice that gave in to the powers of mold and rot and had to be thrown away.
I had big plans for you. You were going places. You were going to be a star.
Rest in peace, last piece of pie. (January 28, 2005-February 3, 2005)