I went to the tail-end of beer bust last night at Bootleggers. While there, I met a trio of guys. Funny, how I am so easily drawn to half nekkid redheads…
The redhead was Roger. As it turns out, he is part of Jeffers extended leather family. Jeffers is the second leather craftsman at Tuff Stuff back in Phoenix. He is also a great friend. He’s the one that made my harness back in January.
Back to the point….
Roger says, “So, you heard about Bob?”
Fuck!
No. I didn’t.
Bob started chemotherapy for colon cancer about the same exact time I started my own chemo. His cancer has returned. With a vengeance. I was told it is in operable this time.
I can’t stand it. My heart is about to burst.
Bob is the owner of Tuff Stuff Leatherware. He has been for some time now, having expanded the business to Palm Spring and I just heard into a bar shop in the Eagle in Phoenix. Any one that ever picks up a copy of the Leather Journal should recognize his name, Bob De Jardine… He is always mentioned there. Especially in the nominations for the annual Pantheon awards.
I can’t stand it.
Bob is also my first mentor. Really, technically, my only mentor in the face-to-face sense.
He is also the sponsor for the Southwest Regional contest of LeatherSIR/Leatherboy. I did his posters and design work for the regional contest for five years, leading right up to my chemo…
The crazy whack job in me wants to rack a bit more credit debt and go back to Phoenix now, while I am unemployed. I am looking into it…
I can’t stand it. My heart is breaking and I can no longer see the screen as I type.
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