Today would have been Berk’s
fourteenth birthday. I don’t believe in an afterlife — the end is The End, so enjoy it while it lasts — and if there is some sort of Rainbow Bridge
out there, I expect Berk would probably be trying to base-jump off it
regardless. So, when it comes to life after death, my memories and this here Interweb will have to do.
With that in mind, happy b-day, old man. The apartment’s too quiet without you.
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