Last autumn, I lost my artist soulmate, Patrick. At his Memorial in NYC we gathered at his home, shared stories, with blurry eyes - we all wished we were dreaming and would wake up to see his bright, shining smile. As the sun came down on the day, we all gathered by the river...by him...to thank him for being part of our lives. Each of us had a fresh rose to float down the windy river...and the river and the wind blew them right back to us...and he let us know he was right there, he was there that day. Finally, we lit a small urn ablaze that was full of messages and wishes for Patrick and it soared and sparked. So many tears...so so so many tears.
An artist, a dear sweet man and my friend...Lawrence Patrick Fleming.
I will miss him.
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