I remember the first time I met Dennis in 2007. It was for a houseparty that the “mount pleasant crew” had. John and I were hanging out a lot at the time getting to know each other but weren’t actually dating (as I wasn’t ready) but I remember being nervous about meeting Dennis anyways; because I knew he was John’s best friend. I think even back then I had strong feelings for John (and didn’t want to admit it) but knew that a best friend’s opinion could make or break things, especially after knowing how close John and Dennis were.
After meeting Dennis, I immediately felt at ease; he was genuinely nice and friendly and I saw early on that he was a jokester like John. He was one that laughed at his own jokes but it was so effortlessly done and funny, you might not notice he did that. I remember he had piercing eyes but they soften right away when he smiled; a good genuine smile, the kind that just makes you want to smile too. It felt good learning from John later that night, that Dennis had given me the “thumbs up”.
Fast forward a few months, John and I are official and we go on a friend’s trip to the Seattle and Vancouver. It was Dennis, John, Ro, Ratana (my sister) and I. We rented an economy sized car and so that meant tight space in the back and naturally, it was Ratana and I along with one of the guys (Dennis or Ro typically bcause John called shotgun when he wasn’t driving) and Dennis took it for the guys sitting in the back most of the time with me in the “bitch seat”. I don’t recall the exact joke but I ended up elbowing him on the side and homeboi just laughed it off. Honestly he could’ve just gotten mad at me cause frankly, it was probably uncalled for and not nice of me but Dennis being Dennis, he was quite witty and he just made it into an ongoing inside joke. I know that may not sound significant but it was to me, because it really shows the kind of person he was; if he cared for you he truly didn’t sweat the small stuff and that just made it so easy to love Dennis.
Dennis had just started seeing Shelley and on that same trip, you could see how enamored he was with her. He would sneak away to have phone calls with her and he was stressing on something nice to give her. I remembered we were waiting at the border when coming back from Vancouver and wondering where was Dennis? He finally shows up carrying a shopping bag and a souvenir Canadian bear. You know the guys gave him a hard time but he didn’t care, he wanted to make sure that Shelley knew he was thinking of her.
For Dennis’ bachelor party, he was more considerate than most because he invited the sig girls on the trip. I don’t know, maybe it was a test and I failed because I joined the bachelor party as the only girl. If that was the case, Dennis didn’t let on and included me entirely. If Dennis cared for you he treated you like family. I’m thankful for the memories on that trip with him: atving in ensenada, chilling with the piano man, eating too many desserts, making the Rock impressions. He was a brother to me.
He was always there for every event big and small and would check on me when I was pregnant or sick. Those are the things that count most and Dennis really made it a point to do them because he really did care. Everything he did was purposeful and meaningful. I hope he knows how much we all love him. Will forever cherish the memories. Love you buddy.