My thoughts are all over the place as I think about his children and his mother and brother. I got off the phone with my mama and just cried for a few minutes before I came in here to do what I do best and write about my feelings.
Ricky and his brother, Randy, were like older brothers to me when I was growing up. I spent many summers around both them and their families and they helped me become the woman I am today.
I wanted to share one memory of Ricky that stands clear in my mind... he was taking me home from Tater Town, the family business. We were driving fast with the music turned up loud... I don't know where we were going, but I remember he was driving fast.
The song in the tape deck was "Bad to the Bone" by George Thorogood and the Destroyers.
Every time I hear that song I think of Ricky and that trip... it's a good memory that I'll always have of Ricky.
People have demons that consume them and make them different than they would normally be. I choose to remember how kind and fair he was to me and to love him despite his flaws.
I'm thinking of his children and family and am sad for all of them.
Here is a song to you cousin and to our drive so long ago.