...Father...I'll miss you..

So I just found out...Richard has passed away. I checked Eric's myspace page. There was a blog with Richards name. I was told Eric moved to the coast, so I was gonna help him get a job...I missed work today, cause I was sore all over. Barely able to move. Then found out this...I'm so fucken pissed off. I'm gonna call George and find out if he knew. I'm pissed that neither of them had told me about it.

Richard was the one person who had the best answers to everything. He was the Father everyone wished they had. The one man you could count on no matter what situation. Some people remember the phrase, "You can't always be the snake, you gotta be the rat!" I came up with it one night. Then I asked Richard if he knew what it meant. Something created without an answer, had been born with a new meaning. He told George, Eric and me a story.

It was about some biker guys. All buddy buddy, hanged out all the time. Riden there bikes everywhere. Bein bad asses. There was the leader guy. Then the other two. Well one day Leader had been blessed with a newborn. So within time, one day Biker 1 was in the room with the leaders baby. Then Biker 2 had caught him doing things. He hadn't wanted to be a snitch. Knowing how'd he'd feel in such a situation, hefinally told Leader. With that following the events followed to death to Biker 1. Moral: "You can't always be the snake, sometimes you gotta be the rat."

I always look back on that. I spent a lot of time with Richard. He would tell me stories of all sorts of things. We'd talk about UFO's, Ghost, Racing, Goverment, How things were made, History, Car's, So many things...Heh...Campbell Soup Song...I looked up to like a Father. Cause he filled that gap I never seen before. Also...He was one of the best creative cooks and artistic people I've known. I could go all day talking good of Richard...Looking back when we first met him. Everytime we seen him, and left. We'd be talking about what he just told us or what he did. Always giggling or acting like little school girls.

I wish I could of had one last smoke out with him...Followed up by a convo of life, issues, and everything inbetween...With this...I'm gonna configure a great tribute tattoo. He was the Father I never had. He taught me a lot...I've always thought about the moments we had. I wanted to take him to a Racing event in Indiana. I was gonna endure work and overtime so I could buy a packaged deal. When I offered he declined...I tried my hardest, but he wouldn't go.

None the less...I wanted to give him back something awesome, for all the wisdom he passed on me. All the time he gave me...So with this tattoo...i'll make it to remember...I have to push myself harder...Cause he believed in me. He encouraged me in music and art...He pushed me to learn new things...

Thank You...Richard Elizando...For being a Father, Mentor, and Friend...Rest In Peace...