There's no better way to honor Timmy's life than with whiskey and fireworks. Say what you want but I know my brother and that's the way that he would have wanted it. So that is how I ended my afternoon chat with Timmy. We had a few drinks, shared a few laughs, cried a little bit and in the end blew some shit up. Just like old times right brother? Too bad it can never be that way again.