I’ve never been particularly good at speaking of those who have gone, and the stories I might choose to tell are probably would not do justice to the memory.
There is little to say when someone is taken from their friends and loved ones too soon. When we were kids, he, being a few years older, was primarily my brother’s friend, but we all did things together…our families frequently got together. It is hard to accept I will not see him again.
The best I can think of to do that would please him is to finish this one thing we never completed someday.