This is all but nonfiction in how this story goes. Replace Blue and I, Merc and my dad, and this is nearly true. I adapted the story a little to account for some differences between myself and Blue, but otherwise it's word-for-word how it's been for me these past two months. At the time of posting, he isn't gone yet, and I intend to show this story to him. This is straight from my heart, guys.

In loving memory of Alexander G. Pedersen.