Day Nintey-Seven

From in-depth serious conversation while drunk at the bar (even on Halloween) to writing papers together for hours at Panera, from camping at Telluride or Rogue Camp to car trips and nights in the mountains, from hysterical laughter over our inability (or my inability) to dance to hysterical tears over relationships and the loss of friends, from hugs, to texts, phone calls, IMs, emails, and all forms of endless conversation, L.C. was my first friend in Denver and remains one of my best friends ever. I couldn't imagine my life without this kind-hearted, goofy, intelligent, sensitive, caring woman.