RIP My Buddy

Fredo-
 When I heard the news my heart sunk to my toes. I was praying that it wasn't true. I searched and searched the internet and there it was. Your family's posts. Heartbroken to have lost their son, brother, cousin, husband, father... I cannot even begin to fathom that you're really gone.
You and I had it out pretty badly right before I left your place and got clean but it was all drug fueled. Everything in our lives at that point were. I wish so badly you could have gotten out. I wish so badly you could have found the worth in your life. You were an amazing person. You saved me 100x over from so many different scary, life threatening situations. There was a reason I called you Papa Fredo. You took me under your wing and made damn sure no one fucked with me. Being 15 years older than me, more experienced, and had seen and been through it all I'm thankful that, even under the circumstances, we met.
You have been freed from these demons that kept you struggling, lying awake at night, and ate at your soul for 30 years. Rest easy, rest peacefully, and take that sigh of relief now that you are with the God you held so close to your heart. Mine is selfishly breaking but yours is now at peace.
I love you Fredo . Even thru all the bullshit you were one of my closest and most reliable friends. You will never be forgotten. 😢💔❤