A long quest that is finally completed.
I've been up in arms on whither I should publicly write about this or not, but being that this is a life event, I figured I should share with the people I know which may have an interest.
Growing up, while in grade school I was very fortunate to have someone who I considered to be "My best friend" Looking back, we had an even closer friendship than I realized at the time (more like a brother), but being young sometimes you don't appreciate things the way you should. I had the Honor of knowing this person, Who from this point on I'll call KT for around four years before moving from Minneapolis MN to Grand Rapids MN. -About 170 miles away. Nothing earth shattering but being young, and not having internet the way people really do now, we kinda lost touch. Phone calls were long distance. The few times I came back to the cities, Mom brought me to see him, and in fact he even spent the night where we were staying while visiting. It was good to see my friend :) -Well, not long after we were up to visit again, the number I had for him didn't work anymore. I'm not sure what my mom did to find out, but she found that they had moved. I had no way to contact him anymore. From that point on I had never not thought about him, where he might be, what he's doing, etc. Fast forward a handful of years. I'm still searching for him every once in a while. We had made a pact that we would always look out for each other and somehow find each other if we ever lost contact. (young kids, heh) I always wondered if he thought about me or not. I thought of him. In fact, I had many restless nights sometimes thinking of him. Many times I thought that maybe I was taking a promise made between a couple of twelve year old kids too seriously. Either way I continued to look. I knew someday I would find him and somehow get back in touch, reminisce about the old days and the stuff we use to do as kids. Sometimes I would get so excited I couldn't stand not knowing where he was. I just simply couldn't wait. Fast forward 23 years and some change. All the way to yesterday. I couldn't sleep again. Up almost all night thinking of this, that, and the other. I finally decided to do another search. Last name shows a ton of people. First name, nothing. -except, I found a name that matched his brother's name. Upon digging more I found that it was very likely his brother! Everything was matching up! This was unprecedented! My first solid hit! -I found his brother's Facebook page and actually found a folder called old pics, and guess who's in there! My friend! -At least it looks like him, but older than I remember! --Then my heart Sank. Its literately like I got punched in the chest. Upon reading the comments: "Our fallen brother man u were taken from us to early, may you be waiting on the beaches of heaven for us when we get there!!!!!!!" was the one in particular that caught me. To date, I contacted someone who commented, and have confirmed 100% that it is in fact KT. I don't have details on what happened, and I hope they reply back. It appears that he never made it though High School. A young death. Still, as I type this I feel completely blindsided. For years I have looked forward to being reunited but I guess it wasn't meant to be. Yet again I find myself in the position to where I have many unspoken words that can't be conveyed to the person that they are intended. I can't tell you how much I hate this feeling.
If you made it thus far, Thanks for the time :) I'm alright, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't cry for a while that night. Its not often at all that I cry, but this was just too much this time. I'll likely make this private, or at least "friend protect" the entry later on. -I just have it public now since I had a handful of people interested in what was going on after I made a remark about this on twitter, which I can't thank enough *hugs* -I realize many people don't have LJ anymore so for now, public entry is public.
Rest in peace, KT.
You will be forever missed.
1979-1996
UPDATE:
Just got this info:
I've since found out where exactly he lived, when it happened, and what cemetery plot he is located in. (Mountain View Cemetery Mesa, Arizona, United States) I was even able to find a picture of his stone, thanks to an online repository. Its nice to finally have the closure after all these years. Who knows why he felt he needed to do this. In the end, it really doesn't matter if I know or not. It just upsets me that I wasn't able to talk with him about what might of been going on and help him though whatever it was. I'm sure there are plenty of people who feel this way though. If I'm ever in the AZ area, I'd love to go and pay my tribute.
Growing up, while in grade school I was very fortunate to have someone who I considered to be "My best friend" Looking back, we had an even closer friendship than I realized at the time (more like a brother), but being young sometimes you don't appreciate things the way you should. I had the Honor of knowing this person, Who from this point on I'll call KT for around four years before moving from Minneapolis MN to Grand Rapids MN. -About 170 miles away. Nothing earth shattering but being young, and not having internet the way people really do now, we kinda lost touch. Phone calls were long distance. The few times I came back to the cities, Mom brought me to see him, and in fact he even spent the night where we were staying while visiting. It was good to see my friend :) -Well, not long after we were up to visit again, the number I had for him didn't work anymore. I'm not sure what my mom did to find out, but she found that they had moved. I had no way to contact him anymore. From that point on I had never not thought about him, where he might be, what he's doing, etc. Fast forward a handful of years. I'm still searching for him every once in a while. We had made a pact that we would always look out for each other and somehow find each other if we ever lost contact. (young kids, heh) I always wondered if he thought about me or not. I thought of him. In fact, I had many restless nights sometimes thinking of him. Many times I thought that maybe I was taking a promise made between a couple of twelve year old kids too seriously. Either way I continued to look. I knew someday I would find him and somehow get back in touch, reminisce about the old days and the stuff we use to do as kids. Sometimes I would get so excited I couldn't stand not knowing where he was. I just simply couldn't wait. Fast forward 23 years and some change. All the way to yesterday. I couldn't sleep again. Up almost all night thinking of this, that, and the other. I finally decided to do another search. Last name shows a ton of people. First name, nothing. -except, I found a name that matched his brother's name. Upon digging more I found that it was very likely his brother! Everything was matching up! This was unprecedented! My first solid hit! -I found his brother's Facebook page and actually found a folder called old pics, and guess who's in there! My friend! -At least it looks like him, but older than I remember! --Then my heart Sank. Its literately like I got punched in the chest. Upon reading the comments: "Our fallen brother man u were taken from us to early, may you be waiting on the beaches of heaven for us when we get there!!!!!!!" was the one in particular that caught me. To date, I contacted someone who commented, and have confirmed 100% that it is in fact KT. I don't have details on what happened, and I hope they reply back. It appears that he never made it though High School. A young death. Still, as I type this I feel completely blindsided. For years I have looked forward to being reunited but I guess it wasn't meant to be. Yet again I find myself in the position to where I have many unspoken words that can't be conveyed to the person that they are intended. I can't tell you how much I hate this feeling.
If you made it thus far, Thanks for the time :) I'm alright, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't cry for a while that night. Its not often at all that I cry, but this was just too much this time. I'll likely make this private, or at least "friend protect" the entry later on. -I just have it public now since I had a handful of people interested in what was going on after I made a remark about this on twitter, which I can't thank enough *hugs* -I realize many people don't have LJ anymore so for now, public entry is public.
Rest in peace, KT.
You will be forever missed.
1979-1996
UPDATE:
Just got this info:
I've since found out where exactly he lived, when it happened, and what cemetery plot he is located in. (Mountain View Cemetery Mesa, Arizona, United States) I was even able to find a picture of his stone, thanks to an online repository. Its nice to finally have the closure after all these years. Who knows why he felt he needed to do this. In the end, it really doesn't matter if I know or not. It just upsets me that I wasn't able to talk with him about what might of been going on and help him though whatever it was. I'm sure there are plenty of people who feel this way though. If I'm ever in the AZ area, I'd love to go and pay my tribute.