Dearest friends, family I want to start by thanking you all for being here. Have carried us.
Almost every conversation over the last several months has been about the past. Endings call for beginnings.
Perhaps they cannot help themselves. Hal used to roll his eyes fkk I referenced the various circles of life.
And, yes, fuck, okay, here I go… Hal and I met in April of Our mutual young Cory Clay arranged for us to meet at Stir Crazy on Melrose, boy potentially partner on a scripted project Hal wanted to write called Tracts. It was a teen drama about wayward kids in a suburban community. Lots of metal… football. When Hal talked to Cory about finding a writing partner, he recommended Hal meet his friend, Becca.