Life has always got to move on, but this time it’ll take a while. A few days back I parted ways with a close friend, not because of anything bad, but because it was time for him to be with his family. He was my friend, my confidante, my advisor he was to me and still is a dear and close friend.
Neilo as some of you might call him, Neil, grandpa or anything else has entered each and everyone ones heart in ways that weren’t before possible. We all met this humble and sweet guy who really cared and you never felt like he didn’t. He listened to all our problems and laughed with us when we did. He was the life of the party and will always be the life of every party.
Neil, you are thousands of miles away but you need to know that your place here will never be replaced. Everyone and I mean everyone at the six-k club and beyond miss you like hell and can only wait for the day you come back and visit us again. Thank you for all the laughs the good times and the bad (even though there were none). We all do miss you a lot but I know deep in my heart we will meet again my friend.
Viva Las Vegas.