Rest In Peace
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I ain't got time for a proper memorial, so this'll have to do.
Here lies my friend George, who looked after the cabins with me in life and will look after them in death too.
He was the best of us, and didn't deserve this kinda death. I don't know whether to blame the commies, or the pathetic scavengers that I used to be proud to call my fellow Americans.
All I know is, the world is darker this day. And it don't look like it's getting any brighter.