Danny Mielle was the best/worst next door neighbor you could have. As a skater dirtbag he took me in, introduced me to awesome music (CroMags, Minor Threat, Bad Brains, Agnostic Front, etc). He also introduced me to tagging and violence...I did well at both. I followed the man down many paths, paths that werent mine...they just seemed like it. I finally met other hoodlums my own age and it became more skate sessions and graff so I distanced myself from the old crew. Danny was singing for a HC band at the time and had a show on Long Island and for some reason decided to take the train home...he never made it. Depending on who you ask he was thrown in front of (for being a punk) or walked in front of the Manhattan bound train. His Mother changed the name of her company to respect him...I miss ya brother.
My Best Friend Died.
Started by degrae, Feb 14 2009 12:09 AM
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