It’s hard to believe it’s already been a year since the murder, and the sense of loss is becoming more evident with time. It’s like realizing you’re never going to be able to eat Mexican food again. Ever. Like any of the finer things in life, there will never be a substitute for that beautiful sound and the heart behind it; it will always have a flavor all its own. Always.
The Ever-sustaining Note
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Dime will always be a legend to me. He was cut down before his time. He was someone who made music that will live on in my heart & mind forever.