Those of you that know me, know about my best friend Rocky Balboa, Esquire. The happy-go-lucky Chug that changed my entire life, saved it even.
Smart. Loving. Caring. Quiet. Powerful. Everything.
I’m sorry to report that Rocky passed away on Monday evening while I was in Israel. Luckily, my family decided not to tell me until I got home. Needless to say, I feel lost without my “boy”.
For those of you who met him and were kind to him, thank you. He led us to his counterpart, Adrian, who is luckily safe, but had to witness what I’m told was a horrible accident. The driver sped away, not knowing the magic that they took from my life.
Rocky, we did it. We did it. I love you.