When we were boys we began to understand the value of the word of others. Over time this virtue's importance began to outweigh other characteristics that young people judge one another by like being the most popular or having a nice car or a nice rack (sorry, the rack part actually meant a lot so scratch that). Our perception of this was never really stated or written into our coat of arms. It seemed to simply evolve until Buddy acknowledged its presence by referring to people of such moral fiber as being "on the money".
I doubt I will ever know anyone more "on the money" than Buddy Newell. His word was his bond and he always went above and beyond to honor this code even if doing so meant personal loss when fulfilling commitments and promises to others.
At times he was the person who could least afford this.
Somehow, somewhere, this must be accounted for.
On September 30th, the first anniversary, my hope is that we will be remembering the richest man in Heaven.
As Buddy would tell me about someone when he wanted to bestow them his greatest praise, "my boy was on the money".
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