Pat "Fluffy" Lapointe. A few years ago, a group of us slept over at another friend's place. His constant mantra was "I am the wind. I am windlike." Granted, you had to be there for it to seem funny, but we definitely thought it was.
One disastrous apartment move some 9 years ago (I haven't forgiven myself for it. I'll be surprised if any of that group has!) he used his credit card to help me reserve a moving truck. I intended to pay him back for the truck later, but he told me it was a gift. You don't get many friends like that in your life...
Yet, I have no idea where he is today. Sad. Very sad.
