I Believe My Life is a Blank canvas Whereas I can invent and re-invent as I choose."













Former BestFriend George Armerding introduced me to the Art of Writing when we met in December of 1995,
he let me into his Heart.

What happen between us was simply Magical, like two people walking into an endless fog, reaching out to nothingness...until we touched.

Each word I wrote, we fell deeper in Love with our Friendship. it was that single moment of happiness...while we Sat in his car on a snowy winter day in East Orange, NJ with a simple stroke of my pen,
I became addicted to his approval.

Night and Day I became more and more intrigued by his smile. See, I was falling in Love 'Oh God we were so young and beautiful, together we discovered wonder.













I often watched him draw me while crying over Kerri. Over the years, I've replayed our Laughther sessions. When I write house Music, Always in my mind with each finished
song I've written, I know...
He is somewhere out there writing too.

-Dedicated to George K. Armerding