Vincent Jackson passed away, yesterday.
My brother sent me a text just after I left work and then spent the rest of the night trying to hold it together. I don't know that VJ would know my brother from Adam, but my brother knew him. They used to cross paths at school all the time, especially in the athletes' lunchroom, and my brother had been to his parents' restaurant a few times, in Colorado.
VJ is why my brother started following football; and therefore became the only reason I cared about football. Hell, VJ is the only reason I even have this icon.
We lost a member of the family, last night, and as the hours go by, it's getting harder and harder to not just cry.
♥
(crossposted from
DW ; comment here or there, as I'm here far more than there :) )