Inspired by Kabu’s post about Allen, that I just read, and couldn’t help posting it. I promise I had no control over this post. J This is dedicated to the loving memory of Namu Nathan, who was like an older brother to me. He saved me from the nightmares that could have attacked me in the tunnels of Brooklyn’s lowest elements. He passed away when he reached his 32 nd birthday and the world has lost an amazing spirit that was the light of his surroundings. I will explain how he was able to save... Sign in to see full entry.