So Long Joe...

While I was sitting at my drawing desk trying to make myself pick up a pencil after hearing of Joe's passing, I remembered a time in Joe's class when I was especially tired and staring a deadline in the face. Joe came up to my desk and asked if I'd be finished by the tim
e the assignment was due, which I assured him I would be, to which he responded with: " You better! Or I'll break your fingers!" which was followed by a thunderous chest laugh and a hearty pat on the back. So I picked up my pencil and I drew this... I didn't want my fingers broken then, but I wouldn't mind it so much right now.