Wednesday, September 9, 2015
i remember the day I started at Atlas concrete, I had been out the night before and met up with Wes later in the night. The last thing he told me was not to be late, so me being me spent the night in my car at Atlas. Wes let me sleep in till he had a load for me. I will miss him deeply. He always had a story to tell, and a place for me to crash when I was to drunk to go home. RIP, Wes will see you on the other side. Love Ya.