It's always so hard to know what to say about someone. I have a lot of little Jay stories floating around in my head, including things he told me about his life before I met him. It's hard to distill it all.
A beautiful tribute. So sorry for your loss - it's hard to find a friend with whom you feel so comfortable and even harder to lose them. Hope these memories give you some comfort.
Thanks, J. I'm blessed with a lot of great friends, and I want them all to live to a ripe old age. I can see that I'm probably going to start feeling angry pretty soon that Jay only got 48 years on the planet. Not that it does any good.
There seems to be some kind of weird supply and demand thing going on. There will be no more Jay in my life, so what Jay there was has become even more precious.
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I never really got to know Jay, and appreciate your stories about him.
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Many thanks for these photos and memories of Jay, and the friendship you shared. So many years, and not nearly enough.
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