The Main Man

It’s just not possible - how can it be? I’m having a hard time finding the words to even say that we’re coming up on the one year anniversary since we lost you; my Brother, my best friend. There’s not a single day that has gone by that you haven’t been on my mind.

Same as before, it’s always hard to narrow things down enough to pull one single memory / story out of the enormous well of amazingness.

But in this moment, I hearken back to my wedding where you co-chaired the Best Man duties with Tagger. On top of the huge pile of things that made you amazing was your ability to lean in, listen and hear, and provide guidance to everyone around you. You accepted and crushed the no small feet of prepping Tagger for his very first public toast - and there was nobody better, Brutha.

You took the time meet with him multiple times in prep for the wedding, helped him pull together what everything meant to him and how to put it into his own words. That was thing, you didn’t just spoon feed him a few things that would sound “appropriate” and move on - you took the time to pull his feelings about everything into the light, placed it front and center and helped him run with it. It was a truly amazing gift.

And fast forward to only a few months ago when Sal gifted me your unbelievable Best Man Toast. While reading it again for the first time, it transported right back - I could hear your flawless delivery and unparalleled well-wishes.

You will always remain the example, my man, always. And we will all continue to share stories like this and many, many more, with Aves and Jackson - even the ones they’ve heard many times before. Because yes, those are the best ones anyway.