Oh Jason....this is just so very sad. There are a couple of tributes that I'd like to share.
First, what a tremendous friend you were to George. When his body was really failing him, you would get him out of that wheel chair and make him walk. You would put weights in his hands and make him do exercises. You would take him places. When my mom was just so tired of the daily routine, you would show up with that smiling face and just light up the room. You were a bright light in a dismal situation. I will never ever forget that, and just how good you were to my parents. <3
The other memory that I want to share is a touchy one, because it could land us all in hot water.....but....here goes.
In the worst of times, our family was known to go on certain "runs"....there may have been a golf course involved... it was our way of relieving stress, I guess, but as I said earlier to Jenny, they were "some of the best of times, in the worst of times". In this one particular "run", it was pitch black.....you were behind myself, David and Lauren. I heard you yell "KICK IT INTO HIGH GEAR"!!! With that, you came FLYING by us as fast as your legs could go....and totally WIPED out right in front of us.....I think you were even hurt to some extent, but we all just lost it, at your expense, and of course, it became, and will always be a favorite saying and memory. I feel that someday, I may have to indoctrinate your daughters to one of these "runs", in your honor.
Rest in Peace Jason. We will remember the good times. <3