rachel
house party in manhattan.
i met rachel around 7th grade, but we didn't really become best friends until we hit high school.  her mother was my guardian for a while.  she died in a car crash in 1999.  there's more to say but it seems too long to really get into.  i used to have frequent dreams in which we meet and she's still alive--and then i woke up confused about whether or not she's really dead--but those don't come as often now. 
to the left is rachel, me and her sister sheila at her mom's wedding in brooklyn.