Just had time to go through and read Bwana's stories. I should learn not to do stuff like that I work. Very cool.
My only story is picking him up from the airport when he flew in for a bash. I believe KS Smitty was with me. I know there was a tailgate in there somewhere, too, but my memory is hazy (thanks, alcohol). Wish I remembered more.
Great guy.
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Oh man, I've been dreading this day.
Still feels like a ton of bricks.
First and foremost, my sincerest condolences to you Greg. You were closer to him than any of us. I know your heart is hurting brother, and I feel for you. When you tip one out, please know I'm with you in spirit. You were a great friend to Wes, and the impact will last forever.
Wes was a bad ass. Hunter, fisherman, avid outdoorsman.
Dude was a Cowboy, and not the urban kind. Wes could've been dropped into the Wild West of the 1800's and would not only survive, he'd look good doing it.
Bad ass. Brother rode a Vmax."Nuff said.
Always hoped we'd go riding one day. I'll think about him out on the road.
After he posted about being sick, he would still like my artwork on facebook. I'd reach out and he wouldn't respond...Understandable, Wes wasn't the kind of guy that wanted someone slobbering all over him like a colicky child.
A good way to describe Wes is across between Jimmy Stewart and Steve Mc Queen, with a splash of Chuck Norris. Someone you would be glad to call friend.
I will miss him dearly.
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