Jimmy will live foREVer in our hearts: He `Seized The Day' in `Bat Country'. It was more
than `The Art of Subconscious Illusion' or even `Fiction'. He was a `Victim' and now; we live in a
`Nightmare' as he continues on in the `Afterlife.' He is `So Far Away'. <3 FOrevER
James Sullivan watched the
graveyard with dismal desperation and yearned to be released from his current state. He ambled
through the aisles of grey stones and found what he was looking for. The eight-piece were gathered
around the fresh hole in the ground, already surrounded by wreaths of condolence and well wishes for
His heart ached with sadness that he could not reach out and comforts these poor
souls. Matt, the strong-willed best friend wept silently, his great broad shoulders heaving with his
sobs. Brian, more stone-like: rarely did anyone see what he felt about a situation; so, imagine
Jimmy's surprise to see him sobbing into his wife's hair, not bothering to wipe away the constant
stream of tears. Zachary (Thomas) Baker was next, while he acted like the child of the group, he
alone did not cry: instead, his face was impassive as he stared at the hole in the ground, gripping
on the hand of his fianc?e for support. Finally, Johnny. Ahh, Johnny. Almost as if he could not
believe what he could see, he, like Zack, stared into the ground, only, where Zack did not cry,
tears streamed down his face.
Jimmy approached closer, wishing now more than ever that he
could speak to them. Instead, he walked through the rest of those now joining the eight-some by the
People he had not seen for many countless years were appearing out of the gloom,
like garish spectres and Jimmy could not believe what he was seeing... Faces of friends long since
faded into memory. They placed their own wreaths at the side of the hole and patted some of their
companions on the back by a means of consoling them.
A grief rose in Jimmy, so strong that
he wished it was him that was consoling these ghosts of his past, however, he knew that was far from
possible - as adamant as the California rain, he was determined that he would be with these friends
So, he turned from the gathering and walked away - his steady footfalls not
heard by any on the leaves fallen from the trees.
Only one appeared to have heard him, at
graveside, Zack lifted his eyes from the casket and looked in the direction Jimmy had only seconds
“What's the matter, Zack?” Brian asked quietly, also looking in
the direction Zack was gazing.
“It's nothing: I just thought I saw something.”
Zack shrugged off the ominous and eerie feeling of what he thought he had seen: convincing himself
that it was just his emotional mind playing tricks on him.
“We all miss him,
Z.” Brian responded thickly, shaking his head of his own images that had formulated.
In his hands, Zack clutched at a single white rose. As did the others, with a nod at one
another, they threw them one at a time onto the casket and turned to leave. Matt remained for a
second and placed his hand on the tombstone: his tears, at last, having
“Thanks, Jimmy - love you, man!” He choked.
Loving Husband and Father
So Far Away: