Monday, December 31, 2012
I remember Baker playing cards on break and being loud. In his world, he either loved you or not. I wrote a poem about him and a supervisor he did not get along with and it was what cemented our friendship. First, he had to let me know what he thought... then he laughed. I will miss our meetings in the Home Depot. I seen him there so much I joked he was working there. I hope Heaven is ready for some loud card games.
