Sorry, I am going to bore you with some more old Carlton pictures. But, I loved that man. Still do. He was my best friend. He left me all setup for my “next life”. A life that has been made much easier just by sheer luck of falling into a new “family” here at The Asylum.
This feature collapsed in May 2003. Carlton made it for another 11 years.
Carlton is just kidding you. He didn’t catch that fish. Not even close. He would never willingly step foot on a boat unless he was water skiing. Not wake boarding. Old school water skiing.
Carlton lost his wedding ring in our yard whilst raking leaves. The guy who strung his tennis rackets was a relic hunter. The ring was found and I was incredibly touched that he cared enough to go to all that trouble to find it.
Note to readers: you have been subjected to all these old photos because they are on my cute little SSD drive.
Note to Carlton: You wouldn’t believe what has happened since you moved to the next level. It is sort of like we are stuck in a Kabuki drama. Or maybe a really bad production of Waiting for Gogot.