I think often of my Brother Albert.
Nee, Darland Albert Hopson.
But Brotha Al, ta me.
There's somethin ta say about consistency.
And Brotha Al was the epitome of that noun.
You just don't get that too often in this "New World"....
But I digress.
I think often of him because he had a handsome, toothsome...beautiful smile!
Up and until he came to his passing....
I love and miss You Man
Horribly!...
(Peace! More to come...)
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