To the guy who gave my life a new start, rocky as it was for the first couple years but isn’t it always the case with things that prove to be worth the effort? Makes me wish I were a braver person and moved to Austin sooner, then I’d have more great memories to counter this place turning into South Dallas.
I don’t hear from him much anymore which sucks. We used to be pretty tight back in Austin with our Friday-night movie routine and occasional video game sessions at Le Fun; this must explain my addiction to Pinballz.
The last I heard from him: he still lives around Knoxville, his son Nicholas is doing great and he was looking for an Internet solution with the house he was building. Hopefully the Christmas card will make it to the right address since I don’t find PO Boxes to be very reliable lately. Last year I scored him an autographed photo of Joe Bob Briggs from the weekend I met him at Alamo Drafthouse, it never arrived. Very upsetting since I knew how much Doc liked the author and he turned me on to him.
Well, let’s wrap this up on a happier note. If you know my friend Doc and have the means to reach him, drop him a line or send a card. I need to dredge up a belated one, something funny he’ll enjoy.