Hi… My name is Ava Flory, a very close friend of Wayne’s. We met 19 years ago when he was working in San Diego and he was a wonderful man. I actually flew to Montana in 2001 to meet him in person. He took me to the rodeo and little Big Sky Boutiques along the road. He drove me by his parents farm and spoke of his family. We had a great time together that day. After I returned to CA we remained very close friends and he came to CA for work and stayed in my home. He enjoyed my cooking and especially my very cranky pug named George. She loved Wayne. Wayne went back home a few months later. I spoke with him on New Years Eve last year and never imagined would be the last time I’d speak with My Cowboy. I cried all day yesterday. Oct. 26th 2021. I will never forget his laugh and his kind heart. This one hit me really hard. My condolences to his family and friends. we were so blessed to know Wayne.
Everytime I hear a cummins, I stop and watch, hoping it's you. But it never is. I'm gonna miss moving something out of the way only to put it more in your path! I hope you are kicking ass running that big excavator in the sky! You may be gone but you will never be forgotten old timer. Never forget those damn M&M's!