Amici:
This past weekend I lost a very dear friend; a true friend. Brian, Ann Marie and I had spent this past Christmas Eve with my Mom. Twelve days ago, he was over for dinner and to watch the conference championships. Last night we learned of his passing.
This past weekend I lost a very dear friend; a true friend. Brian, Ann Marie and I had spent this past Christmas Eve with my Mom. Twelve days ago, he was over for dinner and to watch the conference championships. Last night we learned of his passing.
Brian
I saw your pain
twelve days before the call
last night
you talked that day
about things you hadn’t before;
your wore it that day
your pain
the spark was missing
from your eyes
that day
I knew
that day ...
there were better days
when the spark was there
in your eyes
glistening
with desire
for the dreams you had
days when we joked
about life
when the three of us,
you, Paulie and myself
dreamed
about life
how good it would be
for us
each of us
all of us
we had one other exchange
ten days ago
an email back and forth;
you concerned about my situation
at work
my situation
at work
... my fucking job
you concerned about me
about others
it was your way
it was always your way
I have your voice
forever
the spark there
that day
cheering me on
cheering me
it was your way
I’ll miss you, Brian
I’ll miss you dearly
Rest in peace, my brother.
Your voice
—Charlie