Cory Jeans Gaskell

I've wanted to write this for a long time, but there's no way to capture my friendship with Cory in words. We met through a mutual friend in the early 90's and our paths crossed so many times. We toured with bands together and while everyone else partied all night we would have deep conversations about music, food, life, and even poetry while we watched everyone else's shenanigans. We lost track of each other and reconnected when he moved to the Portland area where I live. We had a chance...

I thought of him the other day when I said something he used to say and his daughter used to say. "What's mine is yours. What's yours is mine." I miss chatting with him.

I have many fond memories of Cory being just Cory. That dry witty sense of humor backed with a heart of gold. The world misses you dude.

3 years without our chats has been pretty awful little brother; other than a cheaper cell phone bill... life sucks without you in it. I miss our foodie dates trying out the new joints in town, you forcing me to see the scariest movies I wouldn´t dare to see otherwise, sharing our photos & video creations of our kiddos, offering each other the lousiest parenting advice, bringing kiddos on massive trips to Yosemite and such and campouts! Our campouts were legendary to say the least, bbq...

I found a story I wrote back in High School, it was called "Skylight" and it was a story I was to write for Honors English Class. I was to pick one person to write about and it could be anyone, and for any reason. I wrote about my brother Cory. The story was really hard to read because it drummed up that heavy feeling of missing him. However, at the same time, it filled my heart with joy, such joy that my heart felt the warmth of love. It reminded me of why I wrote Skylight to begin with. I...

My first memory of Cory is of him pretending to be a huge fly while chasing a friend and me around the playground while we pretended to be horses. He also claimed that I let him copy my math in school, which I don't remember, but he brought it up often. Ha ha. These past few years we shared our passion for food and creating stories. He was always eager to hear how I was doing or what I was writing. Anxious to read the next story I had in mind. There are things I wish I had told him. Like the...

Dear Ms.Lori We would like to express our deepest sympathy on the passing of your son. Please accept our heartfelt condolences.

My heart is breaking for all who knew Cory. He was such a sweet, sweet soul, never saying a bad word about anyone.... never. I remember once, when he learned we were going to Juneau, AK. he asked us to 'look up' one of his friends.. we did and Cory was ecstatic about it, we took pictures and even called him.

I will definitely miss his sense of humor and the laughs we shared when he came to salinas with brian to visit . Rest in Heaven , Bro