Apart from those memories, I found a couple of birthday cards and some photos of Jon. A person whom I truly regarded as a 'brother' to me. We met when I was 16 (those IRC days) and throughout those years, he's never failed to take care of me like his little sister. His passing in 2004 was a big blow to me as not only have I lost an elder brother, a very dear friend, a confidante but also someone whom I really respected. One of my fondest memories of Jon was when he got pissed drunk one night in Melbourne, fell down the stairs, landed on his gf then ( or rather they rolled down together) and later of him puking (thank god) from my car out through the window. Oh the hours I spent getting ride of puke stains and the stench!!!!
Gor, you will always have a special place in my heart and I know that you will be very happy whever you are now.
Today has been a quiet Saturday for me and getting ready to pick granny and leave for dinner. XoXo till my next post