My phone dinged and I checked it. There it was... a reminder from Google Calendar that read "Translator's bday."
I called or wrote to him every year on this day to let him know I was thinking about him fondly. Two years ago today, Translator wrote this diary after I sent him a photo from a protest at the Wisconsin Capitol Building.
I still have the email he sent in reply. He closed it:
I do not exactly know how to close out our conversations. "Warmest regards" seems to be too generic, and "Love" seems to be too intimate. How about...
Your dedicated friend,
Dave
He's not around this year so I'm writing this instead because I think his spirit is here with the people he considered his dedicated friends.