Wednesday, September 29, 2021
Me and Andre go back to high school days, when all we spoke about were trucks. that was it, trucks. Even in his older years, he loved the rolling stock. I saw him last year when he came to visit and we ended up looking at nothing else-trucks. he loved his sisters immensely and never left them out of his conversations. I haven't been used to daily or weekly conversations with him, but we always knew where to find each other. I feel at a loss as it's like I died myself and i can't fix this empty feeling I have. I know a lot of people and I have a lot of friends, but Andre was MY FRIEND, and I am sorry I wasn't there to have another truck conversation. one thing is for sure, Lyndsey Lue and Andre Lue are not gone, as he made sure their names live on in his children, so I wait to see their wonderful future, as his legacy continues.
