Shane Paulson's Memories of Rick (7 years old)

I remember climbing on Rick. He would hold our hands & I would climb up his legs & stomach all the way up to his shoulders. Dad & Rick did their seceret thing when ever they saw each other. Once I ate with him on the day he died. I called him Ringo. When he was going home he died. I am sad that Rick died. Rick was a friend. Rick was a cool dude.