R.I.P. KIDD KRADDICK

I haven't cried this hard in almost 3 years. I fell asleep while listening to KISS FM and had a dream that Kidd Kraddick died.
When I first woke up, I heard a recording of Kidd's voice. That relieved me, making me think that it truly had been nothing more that a bad dream. Then, a couple minutes went by and the commercials ended, revealing the horrible, shocking reality that I didn't want to believe. It wasn't just a terrible dream.
When the realization hit me, heartbreak rocked through my very core and I busted into tears. I can barely even type this through the blurred vision my tears provide. But, I feel that I must type it anyway. I feel that I need to get these feeling out, somehow, lest they break me, again.
Kidd Kraddick will always hold a special place in my heart. Anytime I felt down and needed a push to keep me moving through this cruel game we call life, I knew that all I had to do was listen to Kidd Kraddick and he'd have me laughing and smiling in seconds. It was literally impossible to resist cracking a smile when listening to the man go about his antics.
I know, for a fact, that I will always miss him and I and hope that he will be just as sorely missed by everyone else.

R.I.P. Kidd Kriddick.