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grade play where he wore a chef's hat
and sang, "That's Amore," as he tossed
spaghetti. I knew this boy in high
school when we would sneak off to New
York City to go to our favorite drag
bar "Lucky Chengs," with our favorite
waitress, Baby Jane Doe. And now, all
grown up, and sweet and handsome as
ever, I am so lucky to have Stevie in
my life. I know that I will know Stevie
until we are old and gray and our hands
are shaking and our knees are buckling
as we try to perform our old dance
routine to "It's Raining Men" for the
other residents at the old age home.
He's a great friend and everybody who
meets him, loves him. He knows how to
have fun. He knows when to be
serious. He'll support you in
everything you do. And that face hmmm
like budda!