Dear Anthony St. Jude Greene:
I miss you. I love you.
I'm sorry that your life ended so soon...I think we would of had a great lifetime to share.
Erykah Badu's song chants in my head -- a flood of "I guess I'll see you next lifetime"s.
Today is your birthday, and I am reverent. I don't want the world to forget how important you are to it.
As you lay here...I imagine all the life underground that pays you homage.
Now, I am wondering, were you even buried whole? Your leg missing... were you ever able to claim it?
I'm so sorry, Anthony. I know you felt such great pain.
I wish things would have changed to allow you to be alive today.
I miss you.
I love you.