What up Fig?

Our freckle faced ginger, that devious grin, how much we will miss you, I'm not sure where to begin. You kept it R.E.A.L and told it like it was, 8 times out of 10, you could outrun the fuzz. The genuine article, an artist, our friend, you certainly left your mark; One thing's for sure, I hope to God, that Heavens got a killer skate park. Gone but not forgotten, Duce, your life was not in vain. We raise our glass and fare thee well... Spokane will never be the same again.