He was loved by all.  All kinds of people.   We had a happy childhood together but as the years went on, we had less and less in common and drifted further apart.  That does not mean his passing was not a shock and a horrible tragedy.   The last time I saw him was probably close to a year ago, but I remember it.  Of course in regret not seeing him for 6 months, but what can I do now.  All I can do is comfort those who miss him and have them return the favor.   Such a shame he passed two weeks from his 32nd birthday but we can still celebrate it.  His family will miss him.  His mom's and dad.  His siblings.   His other family members.  And his nieces.  Mackayla and Alex loved him and he was so close to them and took such good care of them and he watched over them as he still will.  And his best friend and her daughter, Blair and Leah. And so many other friends. I didn't spend much time around him since I moved out almost 10 years ago.  We were basically polar opposites in every way but it didn't matter then and it certainly doesn't matter now.  I try to see him as much as I can whenever I'm in the area.  At least once a month.  It doesn't really replace the time I missed but it's the most I can do now.  He will never get married.  Never have his own children. If anyone wants to visit him, and please do. he is in Krumsville, just off 78 at Mt. Zion.  If there's one thing I'm very happy about, it's that he got to see me get married.   He was made to come, even though he wasn't aware that that's what it was.  He held our little baby Lucie while we were joined.  Gone way too soon.  Never to be again, but we know damn well he's still around and watches over us and visits.  He always will.  We love him.  We miss him.  Always.

I love you, brother, Jared.  

Love Ian