Slim was close to Mother, as I lived every day online with my Motherisims, example: Mother would say," When I die, just toss me over in the swamp". or "We can lose every thing we have that is material, but they can never take away our memories, and the enjoyment we had with it.".    It is funny, but I still live my life the way she taught me to. And ask myself many times a day, what would Mother do in this situation. Thank God, I was blessed with a very good Mother. Strange, but I couldn't cry when she died, because I knew she was in a much better place, and with Lisa telling me about her talking to grandma, some times, There was no fear of the unknown. With Slim, it is sadness, that I never got to actually see him in person. I am just very happy that Krista came into his life. And gave him the love and kindness he deserved.

I had been on his group almost from the beginning. It was right after Joe started it. And it was a funny thing that, one of the group had suggested we needed a King and Queen. The voting was done and we were it. He being the Old fart, and me HRH Rustie the Queen, and to Slim I was Queenie. It was silly and fun, and accepted as clean enjoyment. When any one got out of line, they were put in their place, and without question, either got it together or left. The ruffled feathers smoothed out, and everyone played nice. The main thing we didn't do is tell any one how to swallow swords, eat fire, or anything else. If they were in the business, they already knew how, and wouldn't be asking. We discouraged young kids from taking a chance of killing them selves and us being responsible for the damage. Now it isn't the same anymore. And Slim and I got discouraged. We had spent most of every day online, and it became a way of life. We never thought it would end. And it is so sad that it did. I think Slim started to die the day it was no more. He put his whole being into that site, and it is all that kept him going at times. His bad marriage before Krista, started his troubles, and like always, since then, we would console each other whenever life was the bleakest. Slim and I have been through births, deaths and failed marriages, and our combined strength saw us through it all. We literally had the world at our fingertips, when we were at our keyboards. And with this we grew. So many have touched our lives, and we have touched theirs. More than we will ever know. We bared our souls to the harsh lights of the world, and they stood beside us. When Slim invited Krista to stay at his apartment when she was coming to town to learn the ropes of the sideshow, he was worried it wouldn't be good enough for her, or what if he missed a spot cleaning, and God forbid he forgot to pick up a pair of dirty socks. He was like a little school kid, on a first date. I would get a dozen emails a day, asking what he should do about this or that. What if she didn't like him, and would have no place to stay. He was such a worry wart.