How do I start, right back to the beginning 1977 first year. Mitchell was trying to sticks something from my pocket and I weren't having it so I pushed him down and he weren't having it. Little Mitch as he was tiny picked up a desk and was going to dash it on me but was stopped by a teacher. Yeah Mitch was a madman from back then. Cut a very long story short we bonded big time after that so much that our parents wanted to meet because we were so close not just Mitch but Devan and Jackie as well. Unknown to a lot of people at school me and Mitch continued our friendship after school until adulthood , my son Lance is his godson. I can say hand on heart Mich was my boy the truest friend I ever had, always turned up in the bad times as well as good. No matter how long it took I  knew he would come knocking my door with his big noise. I can't believe I won't be seeing him again. Mitchell wasn't a friend he was my family. The Gardner's are my family. Love you Mitch 🖤