One day in 2016 he emailed me apologizing for not talking as much as we used to. He said, “One of these days the clouds will part and we will talk about being misanthropic and '90s country.”
I will cherish the short time I had with him. He was always my person, and I got lucky enough to tell him so this year. And amazingly, he felt the same. I didn’t know I could be loved until he loved me.
Kaleb’s memorial will be Thursday, October 9th at 2pm at Silver Lake Community Church in LA. We will have a private service in Bakersfield to inter him next to his grandparents, date TBD. If you can attend, it would be very meaningful to his loved ones.
A favorite game of ours was to see if he could guess how much a movie grossed. I’d pick one, outline the plot, director, stars, and release date. It was insane how good at it he was. Who could guess how much The Majestic (2001) made? Kaleb could.
I need some sort of cash prize for this: my dad asked me to guess how many people have died on Mt. Everest, and I thought about how many whimsical lunatics have even had enough time and money to die that way, guessed 340, and that wound up being the actual answer.
Kaleb’s memorial will be Thursday, October 9th at 2pm at Silver Lake Community Church in LA. We will have a private service in Bakersfield to inter him next to his grandparents, date TBD. If you can attend, it would be very meaningful to his loved ones.
In June he asked me to take his last name, and I said yes. Now I’m sobbing next to the shredded cheese case so I can cook his favorite gringo enchiladas for his brothers because I’ll never see him or hold him again in this life.
Tom, Kaleb was sent the ARC of Piazza’s book by one of Prine’s children. I’m sad to say he couldn’t bring himself to read it, as he was still too devastated by his loss.
My boyfriend, Kaleb Horton, is dead. He passed away during a seizure. His mom just called me. I’m in shock. I don’t think this is real. Please tell me it isn’t real.
