Joey,
We have had some of the best times of our lives together… sadly those times have come to an end. I am going to miss you forever and it is with a heavy heart that I pen this letter to you. I really still cannot believe that I will never see your face again.
I was just with you on the morning of July 4th, sitting in your driveway checking out the newest edition to my fleet. You dubbed her Ethel because you didn’t like my idea of Edna, which I wasn’t even going to go with. Needless to say, she is going to stay as you named her. I am so glad that I got to spend that time with you even though it wasn’t enough for a lifetime.
That is my most recent memory of you but there are so many more. Just the time we spent as roommates on Seip Avenue living above Liz and Dan created so many good moments that I will treasure forever. Every time I see a silver WRX STi I think of you, and now even more so. The Halloween party we had in the basement of Seip, that was a blast man. All the nights spent playing Xbox, debating anything and everything that came to mind, Spring Street Tavern nights… man, we had some crazy days.
There is nothing I can say that will make any of this better, I wish there was. I really do. I wish I could take the pain that your family feels from them, but I can’t. I wish I could bring you back to your friends and family. I wish, I wish, I wish. I can’t do any of these things. I can keep the memory of you alive for as long as I live and I will try my damnedest to do so. I am stopping in to see Stacey. She is going to draw up a piece for me to remember you forever. I am hoping to use some of the art you have. Also, the hot dog in a taco will never be covered up. That was your creation along with Scotty and inspired by Chris’ chicken leg tattoo.
Well man, I am at a loss for words, which seems weird seeing as though I just wrote this letter to you. I hope that you rest easy up there and hope that you watch us from above. Until we meet again, my friend.
Eric
