The Poz

The Poz[1]

Wow; … again, … again all too soon and certainly much too suddenly.

Bobby’s gone; the Poz has left us but certainly left a legacy to be proud of.  I don’t think I personally know anyone who was so loved by so many people, or who so easily loved them back.

There were those who didn’t care for Bobby but they were the ones who’d wronged him, defamed him, sought to use him, albeit unsuccessfully.  Those who charged with maintaining integrity instead abused it in this world, at least for now, turned upside down.  But they couldn’t dent the hearts of those of us who knew him, and knowing Bobby was loving him.  And even in their case I suspect, they may not have been able to help themselves and perhaps grew to love him as well.

I never did get into calling him Poz although almost everyone else did, even Leslie.  I thought it was cool but to me he was and always will be Bobby, just Bobby; that was more than enough.

I miss him very much.

[1] © Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2011; all rights reserved