I remember the day I met Dennis for the second time. The first time we were just babies growing up and playing together. This time was different; I was old enough to keep it as a memory. 

I was at my father's for a week long visit and went down to visit Kelly; my step-mother that I consider my second mother. She reminded me who Dennis was and told me he was inside the livingroom an the couch and told me to go say hi. I walked in, plopped down beside him on the couch and said :Hi, do you remember me?" and him and his poofy afro hair (i will miss so much) just lit up with the brightest of bright smiles that he well owned and said "Christie-Leigh" and from then we were best friends for the second time.'

I was so so lucky. I just wish I had more time with him. I love you so so much Dennis. You will forever be in my heart!