The other day i went to my hometown for a little journey into my father's old belongings. On the way, I stopped by the quad by City Hall to snap a photo of my best friend that passed when I was only 16 years old. Several years before his death, he was etched onto the side of a wall that will stand for decades to come. Clad in his glove and heat, old Matt Sweeney was the kind of kid that deserved this sort of artistic memorial .. enjoy -
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