Today, August 11th 2006, marks the two year anniversary of my brother
Tony's death. I can't believe it has been two years, but at the same
time, it feels like a life time ago. There is not a day that goes by,
that I don't think about him. Most of the time I feel fine. Some times I
feel a bit sad. All of the time I miss him and hope he is doing well, in
the after life.
Attached is a picture, about 2 days before his last day on earth. This is
my favorite picture from the Thailand trip. We were just on a boat ride,
in the rain, in this river, and "boat" is a generous word for what this
was. It was rough, and the boat was "flying" with the kids shouting
"rocket ship, rocket ship". It was thrilling, exillerating, and death
defying. It made us feel alive. This was right when we got off the boat,
giving the "sign". I started it, and Tony followed. I love how he is
looking at me, forever my little brother, following my lead, but always
forging it his own way.
I'm going out on a boat ride with Rose and the kids, tonight. It will
feel strange, but hopefully, a reminder of being alive.
1 comments:
I just wanted to let the family know that Tony was missed at our 20 year Dana Hills Reunion. I lived in the same neighborhood and saw him everyday on the bus starting in the 4th grade. He was shy back then, but his sweet smile was unforgetable. And he seemed to open up more in high school. I was so sad to read he would not be with us, but I pray he is happier and that the family is healing. Much Love!
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