Brian Block

Brian was my good friend, best friend really, we spent a lot of time together. He was funny, made me laugh when I was sad, I´ll never forget the last time we hung out. December 12. I´ll miss him greatly. I know he´s looking down on me right now as I´m writing this. RIP. Love you, Elaina

Oh Brian, from the moment I saw you in high school I knew I loved you. Although our lives chose different paths, you were always a piece of my heart. And today, that piece is broken. I have but only my memory of you as a 17 year old boy in that cool muscle-car you drove us around in with the music blaring. This city was too small for your coolness and you always knew it. There was a brief reunion between you and I in adulthood, but those crazy high school kids were all grown up and life once again, parted ways. I can still hear your voice and your silly jokes and I can still hear your leather jacket crinkle when you walked and I can see your smile behind those sunglasses. What I wouldn't give to see you one more time. I miss you. And love you, dearly. May you drive faster than the wind, B-boy. I love you, gina.