I thought about Swamp today...
dino27 started a "Gone But Not Forgotten" thread in Sim League Baseball. It got me thinking about Swamphawk22. I browsed some history. Memories came flowing back. I started looking for old posts of his and eventually found this one. I remembered how he was good people and how much he meant and still means to me. This was a VERY good read.
I thought about Swamp today...
He liked big women and gigantic boobs and did an incredible job of explaining all the great things about Detroit here in this 10 year old bit. He'd be proud to see what Detroit has become now. I know DougOut knew him well and may have been friends outside of WIS. Swamp was a mad genius type of writer here and you could always count on him to put up a great fight and be creative. His antagonism and comedy is that of legend. His presence in those days on WIS was something that, love him or hate him, was special. We traded a few sitemails back then with Detroit and music being mutual things we'd talk about. It made me feel good to have those memories. And extremely sad recollecting the day I found out about his passing here on WIS.
I thought about Swamp today...
Which then led me to an even more extensive trip down the proverbial "memory lane" of WIS. I read a bunch of old threads. I laughed and was thoroughly entertained by the conversation. I found that swamphawk may have been the reason why the PDB term was invented. The common thread throughout it all is that the dialogue is just amazing. Lots of screwing with each other. Lots of keyboard vitriol. Lots of laughs. And I even got a brief look at the evolution of the mutual distaste for each other that exists between DougOut and myself. All of this made me glad that some of us are still sparring partners here in the WIS world. It makes me hope that the "hate" between people like DougOut and I stays on these pages and never spills into the streets like it seems happens every damn day now.
I thought about Swamp today...
I laughed and reminisced and enjoyed every bit of a different time again. As I sit here now, near tears while writing this, I truly hope it would mean something to his spirit to be remembered here. I hope he somehow knows that his humanity and all of his flaws and strengths and his glorious humor were remembered today. I hope that DougOut actually reads this and steps outside the arena and shares some memories of swamp. I hope common ground can be a real thing again.
Because I thought about Swamp today...
Godspeed Brother