remembering blair

i remember the fateful day i walked into the back room of the coffee shop and was greeted by the most beautiful soul i had ever met. blair. there are not enough words to say what this man meant to me. though i didn't have the opportunity to know him as well as i would have liked, the times i did spend with him touched my soul. he had this incredibly unique gift to make everybody he met feel special, to feel part of the community. whether you had just met blair or known him for years, he made you feel like you were a part of his family. he taught me that i could write and that no matter how horrible i thought it was, as long as it was true and honest, then it was a work of art. i truly feel that having known blair has made me a better person. everything about him will continue to live on in detroit. in the world. in every person that has ever had the honor of knowing him. in my heart. your body may be gone, but your presence will never die. as you find peace, know that we too will find peace in your memory. love ya, blair.