Saying Goodbye

Tickling The Plastics

This is The Man’s best friend, and my dear friend of 23 years, Bryan. He passed away after a heart attack last Saturday at the painfully young age of 41. To say that he will be sorely missed is a gross understatement. He was a good man, a talented man, a funny man. He was a father, husband, son, brother, and a friend so close to our hearts that half the time he and The Man simply referred to each other as “brother.”

Practically Brothers

To say that he touched many lives is also an understatement – it took a full hour and a half past the scheduled 2-hour visitation at the funeral home last night for the line of mourners to finish filing past his casket to pay their respects. He was that kind of guy.

This morning we’re supposed to say goodbye, but I can’t imagine life without him in the picture…


2 thoughts on “Saying Goodbye

  1. I’m sorry for your loss.

    There are no words to describe the wretched feeling you have when you lose someone you care about, and there are no words that anyone else can say that helps. They say time heals all wounds, but I think it more dims the memories. Don’t let yours go dim.

  2. Thanks, Steve. I think you’re right. Thankfully, Bryan was one of those people who don’t mind getting their picture taken, so we have about a ton of photos of him doing the things that he loved, being with us and with others, and just generally being a ham. We’ve got the memories thing covered.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s