By Clare Meyer
October 21, 1995 was the day we all lost a wonderful friend, a unique friend.
Ryan Robinson, he would never dream of hurting anybody but nevertheless he was hurt anyway.
It was something about his quiet disposition and honesty about everything that made me respect him. It’s hard to believe that a year has gone by since the accident.
We’ve all changed so much since then.
We used to have so much fun. Ryan was creative and a very talented writer. I think it’s too bad more people didn’t know him.