R.I.P. Angelo Bowers

To a Great Spirit,
you was a great person, a great writer, and a great comedian. I never got a chance to say goodbye, and that I know you was using my toiletries when we lived together (Can’t mix water with oil base products). I going to miss the times we would bump into each other. I never said thanks for baby sitting Josh for everybody. LOL. And we never really found out if your family owned mine. Ill never forget the “Battle of the Bowers”, and the pics I wanted to show you that I took the day of your death. Im sorry about the last six months of your journey here on earth. But the pain is over. Ive heard While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet her behind the veil. So I take this to mean that you were needed to write jokes for the 2000 YEAR ROAST OF JESUS CHRIST. Tell Patrice and Greg I said hello. I swear I see you walking down the street every now and again. And you still showing up in peoples dreams I see. Ill never forget you brother and thanks for the motivation. Watch over us, and stay close.

Black Bowers