Lance Jenkins

 

Memphis, Tennessee

I knew not much more of you than a name, a face, a personality, and one single night that we shared together...but you touched me forever with a sense of intrigue, emptiness, and love.

I regret that I never reached out to you before I left the city, before you left. But I felt the need to forever memorialize you on "the other side." There, for all the world to read, but you missed it by just one month.

Dance on, Lance. The grass truly is greener...

Shannon L. Yarbrough
author, The Other Side of What
May 2003

 

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