Jerry, I had the pleasure of being your roommate and friend while we both attended UCI. Over that time we talked, laughed , and enjoyed mutual conversations. We went out to eat more times than I recall. You weren’t the most conventional person, and that’s what I liked about you the most. You were different, in a good way. And I sincerely miss you bud. Rest easy, good friend.

Happy Birthday, Jerry.

I just wanted to offer my condolences on behalf of the Overwritten.net community. Jerry wasn't someone that any of us were able to meet and get to know too well personally, but he was part of our community on and off for many years, playing games and talking about pop culture with many of us. He started hanging out with us when he was 12 or 13 (by his own reckoning) at a website where I was Managing Editor, and continued to keep in touch with all of us, through a number of different transitions through various websites, all the way until the present day. It came as a great shock to all of us to hear that he had passed, especially given that we'd known him since he was so young, and we will certainly miss his periodic check-ins where we got to hear about what he was up to and tell him about our own life developments. He was always a positive person, full of energy, who always shared his good vibes with everyone.

Much love, Jerry. Be well. You are missed.

Jerry,

You were an amazing human being and the world is shining a bit less without you in it. You lived so greatly, so deeply, so thoughtfully and I admired you for being so yourself. You were not afraid to speak your truth, and because of that, you inevitably allowed others to speak theirs. Such a rare gift that is, to allow others to fully express themselves as a human being in your presence...

I will never forget your undeniably witty, dark, and twisted sense of humor, that brilliant mind of yours, and your ability to take the loneliness away even if only for a brief moment in time. Your memory will live on and your light will shine through everyone who's lives you've touched, including mine.

- T

Organizing a memorial celebration of Jerry's life. Please join us if you can. RSVP here: https://www.facebook.com/events/242661559637015/?ti=cl

It feels like yesterday when we all used to hang out in high school, cracking jokes and having a great time. After graduating, the highlight of a long work week was coming back and relaxing with you and the rest of the crew, having a beer and watching an episode of X-files. No matter how many responsibilities we all had, we left them at the door and just had a blast laughing at your jokes. Those sessions got me through a lot of difficult weeks.

I really miss you man. I still can't believe it as I type this. I feel like you'll still be there when I fly back to town and see who is free to hang out. Who is going to propose some awesome new scary movie for us to watch when we gather? Or some new standup? I laughed so much at John Mulaney after you suggested his netflix special. Who is going to reminisce with me about watching Grindhouse at Alex's almost 10 years ago? Our circle gets smaller. There is a hole in me that will take a long time to fill. The happiness and excitement that once filled me whenever I knew you guys were coming over will take a long time to come back. Words are unable to express how I'm feeling right now.
I wish I had known. I wish I had pursued. One day the universe may deem it fit for us to meet. Until then my brother.

Jerry, it took me a while to even bring myself to write something about you. This has been so tough for me to fully accept.

We've been friends for so long and have shared so many memories, from all those high school lunches, to making rap beats on your keyboard, to cruising around in your BMW, to those times at the shooting range.

We used to love cracking jokes at things and just laughing about stupid stuff, and it crushes me that we'll never be able to do that again.

I'm sad you had to leave us so early. You have shaped all of our lives profoundly and you'll always be there in spirit whenever we hang out. RIP my friend.

Today my computer restarted and had an error message about an hour before I had to submit something for an important deadline. I had a feeling it was you, playing one of your jokes on me from afar. Thank you for the reminder to not take anything too seriously.

I'm going to miss you, Jerry. We grew apart after we stopped working together, and you were much better than me at keeping in touch. I will miss our discussions of our dreams. I'm sorry that I didn't reply to the last detail that you shared about your last dream you shared. You were much better at staying in touch than me. You were a better person and friend than me. Thank you for reaching out every once in a while the past few years, asking if I was "pregnant yet" - haha. I will miss your humor. You had such a dark sense of humor. I miss how much you creeped people out with it.

The last time we hung out, which was one of the few times we actually physically saw each other - working for different branches of a company in different sections of the country - you showed me around your home. I remember the bags of beans that your grandparents had in the sun in the garden, the homeless encampment that you had told me about so many times. Our visit to the old Spanish mission, getting tacos near your house. Right before I left we got bubble tea. Tonight, I'll get bubble tea, and watch an episode of the FIRST season of True Detective, in your honor. Thank you for being such a beautiful, unique human, Jerry. The world is not quite as wonderful with you not in it.

The first fondest memory I have of Jerry was at UXPin. First day of meeting everyone, my partner Loomie and I were informed of Jerry- who was infamously known for deciding what everyone was going to be eating for lunch. When I met him, I challenged his "foodistic" talents and found a kindred spirit that wasn't just a foodie, but was also a comic book fan. One of the saddest things I ever had to face in leaving the company was saying goodbye to him. The saddest call I've had for a while came with news of his passing. As I type this, I smile with tears streaming down my face, stinging my cheeks and am reminded of a conversation regarding William Shatner's Kirk vs. Chris Pine's interpretation and of the stack of comics he gifted me shortly before I left- that always touched me and I have the stack on my desk at home. Just the way he gifted it to me spoke volumes of who he was as a person- this past weekend I went through that stack and my thoughts of him. I'm sorry I won't be able to say good bye to you in person Jerry. I'm sorry that you're not here for those conversations and discussions of food. I offer my condolences to friends and his dearest family members. "Gone too soon" seems almost cliche to say, but its very true and most especially in this case. So long my friend.

Even though we're not close anymore, there's no denying that you made an impact on me.

Back when we were close, we were inseparable and I enjoyed our time together so much - from doing nothing to enjoying a backyard BBQ at your parents' place. You taught me a lot about life and people. Thank you. Thank you for sharing a part of your life with me. Know that you will always have a special place in my heart.

What I'll miss most about you is how much you always made me laugh. From back when we used to talk daily on AIM (and your SN was a classic: supaflyl337), til the last time I saw you just a while ago, you always put a smile on my face.

Since I've moved to the East Coast, visits back home never felt complete unless I got to hang out with you; it's crazy to think that I won't be able to crack stupid jokes with you and drink way too much wine with you next time I'm in Fremont.

Thank you, Jerry, for being one of the sweetest, most intelligent, and wittiest guys I'll ever know. Rest in peace my friend.

I remember 7th grade PE class, where we first met. We bonded immediately over our love of video games and humor. You became one of my best friends from that point on.

I remember after school sleepovers and the birthday parties where your mom would order PizzaHut. I remember donating my old graphics cards to you so that you could stay up to date enough to play games with me (back when that was all we did). I remember going shooting with you up at the Livermore Rod and Gun Club. There's still a video on me on my facebook that you recorded from that trip.

I know that we ended up growing apart over time, but I'll always remember you. I hope that you are at peace, and I pray for the same for your family as well.