There is some safety in numbers. I guess the shy figure, we’d make less fuss! I wasn’t keeping up, not like I would. My son reminds me, of the holy word, “Progress”.
I met Layne at North Shore Terrace, Lake Whatcom, end of 2009? (I have the files). Most vivid, the party was getting late, winter Solstice, friends with many plans for the Holidays. I hear the voice of an MC, “…Hamburg, Germany 1962 our boys from Liverpool…” and there he was, I couldn’t really ever forget him after that rap,(he could go on!) most weren’t paying much attention. I remember a friend, that things felt weird with, got upset with the Monolog, and left the Party. It helped me to not take him, so personally, and figured for once, it might not be me! Anyways, I liked Layne’s humor in the Storm, and that while not ashamed of an audience, he didn’t have to have one. I think most who knew him, wish we had given him, a bit more. He was a hurricane, bobbing along, waiting for us to keep up! It was only the first time, that I nearly got him off his feat, he sure picked me up, more than once! He will be missed, and I know, remembered.
Backup Experience 
There is some safety in numbers. I guess the shy figure, we’d make less fuss! I wasn’t keeping up, not like I would. My son reminds me, of the holy word, “Progress”.
I met Layne at North Shore Terrace, Lake Whatcom, end of 2009? (I have the files). Most vivid, the party was getting late, winter Solstice, friends with many plans for the Holidays. I hear the voice of an MC, “…Hamburg, Germany 1962 our boys from Liverpool…” and there he was, I couldn’t really ever forget him after that rap,(he could go on!) most weren’t paying much attention. I remember a friend, that things felt weird with, got upset with the Monolog, and left the Party. It helped me to not take him, so personally, and figured for once, it might not be me! Anyways, I liked Layne’s humor in the Storm, and that while not ashamed of an audience, he didn’t have to have one. I think most who knew him, wish we had given him, a bit more. He was a hurricane, bobbing along, waiting for us to keep up! It was only the first time, that I nearly got him off his feat, he sure picked me up, more than once! He will be missed, and I know, remembered.