Huh. Anyway I miss Michael. Haven't seen him in 30 years. Everything I hear about him is bad. So I sympathize a bit with Floyd.
It's hard when you're that age (17-19) and your best friend loses his essence. We hitchhiked all over together. Laughed our merry asses off together. His parents were wonderful people. I love the Holy Modal Rounders because his dad had all their albums.
Schizophrenia is terrifying and it strikes at the age (17-21) when you're most vulnerable. The helpless feeling, 'what could I have done differently"? When your best friend has voices in his head that tell him you want to murder him?