I have a lot of emotion about the passing of Mr. Rosco. He was a constant companion to me when I lived downtown, although I saw him less when we had our first child and when we moved: not at all. I miss my friend, and I feel sadness over his passing, and I am guilty for abandoning the friendship when I did something as trivial as moving. Never assume your friends will be there for you to visit when you want to: they will not be. And one day, they’ll be gone forever.
There will be Titano comics all week. He was as big as his name.