Thibodaux, Louisiana
Thibodaux, Louisiana
in memory of
We kinda grew up together, to keep it short. We went to school together pretty much throughout our whole lives. Went to Nicholls together, always hung out with him outside of school, this and that.
Probably the first couple months of freshman year over here, we would hang out at their house, hang out on the patio, little get-togethers and stuff.
Every time I go down the bayou, I can see his house on the backroad. And there’s the Chick-fil-A, we had a funny encounter type of deal over here. And those two things make me think about him, like literally from seeing stuff.
I appreciate him, I guess. I mean, obviously, I didn’t think that would happen, so I appreciate the time we had together.