Wednesday, August 10th would have been the 41st birthday of William Shawn Peck, one of my greatest friends, and one of the greatest people I’ve known, had he not died two years ago in October. I do not celebrate or note the date of his death, I celebrate the days of his life.

Shawn, my brother, you are missed.

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