One of my favorite posts from you is a book meme that was posted earlier this year. In it you answered the question that all lovers of books hear: Why do you read? I read your very funny story about shouting out the names of establishments as your parents drove you by. I read how reading gave you as much peace as sleep. I read how you felt like an anthropologist when you read, learning about the human race.
I think we read because it’s as essential as breathing to us.
Thank you for being so caring and so kind. Thank you for sharing yourself and your life with us. You were a great friend. We all miss you. I love you, Dewey, and I’m glad you’re no longer in pain.