From The Memorial Of Cecil J. Rhodes To The Scratch Patch
Thirteen Years #39: The story of a friend, and his fight with AIDS

Instead of following the road down the mountain, Isaac drove to the other side. It had rained the previous two days and also in the week before they had arrived in Cape Town. Isaac knew this mostly resulted in lovely small waterfalls in the coves alongside Table Mountain. Annie just loved the sight of the waterfalls and again she made the one photo after the other.
Isaac turned the car around and drove to the road that would take them into Cape Town and around the mountain to the suburbs of the city. They passed the University of Cape Town and then Isaac followed the signs that would take them to the Rhodes Memorial. Annie had only been there once before, but she knew that this was one of Isaac’s favorite places.
“I haven’t been here for quite some time,” he said as they got out of the car. “The first time I ever came here was with Freddy. I have always loved the peaceful surroundings of the memorial.”
Annie felt tears in her eyes.
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