Trevor, I think of you all the time.  Yes, you were the entertainer and listener to everyone's problems.  I sorely miss our conversations.  You had great insight to what a person was feeling.  I guess it's because you were in so much mental pain.  I could not believe it when they told me you took your life.  I could not accept it, but I now can, because your mother gave me the missing pieces.  You did not want to burden anyone else with your depression.  At least you tried to do something about it.  You live in my memories and my heart.