Stokes has not left my thoughts all day. I'm trying to go on, telling myself that my breaking down in tears doesn't help anything.
I repped payableondeath, saying that I didn't know Stokes long but it seemed like he made friends wherever he went. He became a friend to an awful lot of us in the few months we knew him. His kindness and generosity made him well-known and well loved very quickly.
I don't cry often but when I do, I can't stop, and this is one of those times.
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