Well, I really don't know where to begin. I had a best friend and his mom needed someone for her dad. I was friends with them and took the job. He was something else, but I loved going over there every day. He always made me laugh and he always put a smile on my face. I felt good when he did that.
We had our days, but I enjoyed talking to him and taking him places before he got real bad. And boy, when he did, it took me for a loop. He was very special to me. He had an imaginary friend that we talked to. I was there to comfort him in his own home instead of him being somewhere he felt uncomfortable. He was a great person and friend. He passed away 2 weeks ago and it really upset me, but I know he is in a better place. He was someone really special in all ways.
