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A letter to my friend:
Jeremy Williams

As I look up I see blue, and I think of you. And as my skies darken, you shine in the heavens and light up the blackest of nights. I miss you now that you’re gone, and as I write this it has only been…well…only the longest week of my life… but I know you have not gone far. As I can still feel you as I walk, and I know you are there right beside me, not paying attention to me of course, but to that blonde that just passed us by.

Yeah… we always thought alike. From the time I met you I always felt as though we were supposed to be brothers in this lifetime, you were just such an amazing person that it took not one, but two amazing women to bring us in to this world. I remember all the good times we had, you and I, and I know all your great friends here today have so many stories they could tell. Everyone has so many great memories of you Justin…..and while many things don’t make sense to me now…that is one thing I am sure of. I’m so glad I met you, I could not imagine what life would be like had I not.

If I wasn’t spending the night at your house, you were spending the night at mine. We were absolutely inseparable…or so I thought. We even got those awards from Mr. O’brien. I got the “where’s Justin award”, and you got the “where’s Jeremy award”. We were such trouble makers in those days, sneaking out to briahna’s house. Or sneaking out to go rollerblading in the middle of the night, provoking passing cars into veering off course to chase us down dimly lit neighborhood streets…I remember all the great times we had with all of our friends. Justin you are the reason I had so many.

I was so lost, and you helped me find my way. I can not thank you enough for that, but someday I will. You helped me then, and you have helped me now, as I have learned more about myself in this past week, than in all my life. You were never selfish, always loving and warm. I think you could have been best friends with anyone, I’m just glad that you were my best friend for all those years, and even though we grew apart, we will always be close. For when you died, you took a piece of me with you, and I intend to get it back….one day.

 


I remember how much I admired you, and the way you carried yourself, you were so cool….. Now I just can’t believe those times are gone. And I am mad at myself for not making more time for you….and I cry, but as soon as your image enters my head, I can help but smile. You had a knack for that you know…making us all smile. You were lighter than air, in a world so Heavy. I loved you for that. So thank you Justin. Thank you for Always being like my big brother, even though I was two days older. And now as each day passes by, I am another day older than you were. But as the gap grows, I know that I am closer to seeing you again.

I want you to know that I will live my life for the both of us now, and I won’t let you down. I promise you that. I will take care of our mothers’ and Grandma too….and don’t worry, I am going to help grandma put those stepping stones in on my first day off. So farewell for now….good friend of mine, your life is over, and just know that I will always love you till the end of mine.

Like a static filled television, my vision is blurred.
I can not grasp what has occurred.
You were here, but now you’re gone.
And I am lost in what’s gone wrong.
We came her together…this I know
I was just two days late…for I am slow.
Now you have left early, this was not part of the plan.
I never got to tell you I am your biggest fan.
My head is spinning, and I feel dizzy.
Theirs is so much we needed to work out, now held deep within me.
Well I am here right now to ensure you see.
I will always be your brother….quite honestly.
So until god graces me with your presence again.
I will live this life for both of us, as if we were one my friend.

Brothers for all of time.

To My Godson:
Lisa Bullock

Justin, I will never forget all of the times that I was blessed to be there with you...I was there when your mom and dad first conceived you...good concert! I was there when your mom first thought she might be pregnant with you...funny! I was there when you were in your mom's tummy in Texas...she was so thrilled to be having you! I was there when you had thrush and needed that yucky purple medicine on your cute little butt! I was there when you were baptized. I was there when you had your first Jell-o shot, and your mom wasn't very happy with me about that one! I was there to take you home after the Metallica concert. I was there with you at the Def Leppard concert. Then as time wore on, and my life changed, I wasn't there as much any longer...I regret that so much now, I do believe that you knew how much I loved you, who couldn't love you? You were so extremely handsome, caring, sympathetic and loving! You were an angel to babysit, and fun to be around as you grew older...		 I am glad that we dragged you out of your mom's house the last time I saw you, and made you go shopping with all four of us girls...you may not have had much fun, but it was fun watching you with my little girls. They loved being around you, or crawling all over you! And Lauren has always felt proud to call you part of her family...and very proud to show her friends your picture in her wallet.

And now, my little angel, you have moved on and we are left here to carry on. We will miss you so very much....but will never forget the little boy with the beautiful brown eyes and sweet smile. Know this Justin, I will take care of your mom, as for without her, I would not have all these great memories of you...my Godson, Justin Terry Gentry.

God's Peace,
Aunt Lisa
For Justin & Tamara:
B.J. Fontaine

There's no way to tell which people in our lives will make an impact. There is also no way to ensure relationships will stand the test of this cruel thing we call time. The only thing we can expect life to grant us is a chance to meet the people we will always cherish. Justin was one of my best friends. Every great memory I enjoy from my childhood was with Justin. We first met on the soccer field. It's funny, we played together our first year of competitive soccer together...I couldn't stand you. You were the cocky player everyone resented but tried to emulate. You were like that in life...always one step ahead of us all. As kids, when Justin and I became friends I more then looked up to him. He helped me break out of my shell. From the moment we became friends, we were inseparable. I remember for at least two years, never seeing my parents. You were the type of person you couldn't get enough of. Even when we would fight, it was never truly a fight. He would get mad if I beat him at anything.. Well, needless to say, he eventually got used to that! (ha ha) You were truly a competitive person, but not just on the field but in life. You challenged all of your friends to be better people. I'm the person I am today because of my time with Justin.

Every first in my life is a result of my friendship with him: The first concert I ever attended, the first girl I ever kissed...and my frist trip to the dean's office. The memories I have with Justin our some of my most cherished. I remember wrestling with him, but could never beat him. Occasionally, I would get him in one of my headlocks and that was normally the only chance I had! One time, Justin, Dan and I stayed up all night watching The Omen series. By the end of the second movie, we were so scared we had to take turns standing in the bathroom with one another.
Justin was probably one of the most fearless guys I ever met. In middle school, I had been talking with a girl who was dating one of the bullies of the school. The minute he caught wind of our exploits, he was in my face - pushing me around. Justin - without hesitation - jumped to my defense as if this guy was really going to mess me up. That's the kind of person Justin was - always there for his friends no matter the circumstance. That's why Justin had so many friends - because he was always there through the good and the bad.

The older Justin and I became the further we drifted. He was bound to never let this happen - even though somtimes I was. He would call me every couple of months to talk and catch up. I was never that responsive, and I will have to live the rest of my life dealing with that. I know deep down inside that Justin never thought twice about what had happened to us because he knew our friendship was special. I know what true friendship is because of Justin and his stubborn pursuit to amke everyone realize a true friend is hard to find. I love Justin for the person he was and the memories he gave me. I always thought we would have a lifetime to make up for the time we lost. Now, I will go through the rest of my life treasuring the time we had together. Thank you, Justin for being you and never compromising the good person you will always be.

Always with love,
Brennan J. Fontaine

From your Grandma

When I was a very little girl, (can you imagine!?!) my grandmother had a plaque in her room. It had a picture of a wire-hair terrier, and under it this poem:

I was feeling sad and lonely,
Kind of sad and blue;
All the world had gone to pot,
And 'nothin' much to do
Except to sit and think awhile
And then I finally knew
That the world was still all right,
And all I missed was YOU!

You will never know how privileged I felt to have been your grandmother; how much you brought to my life; how much you added to my existence. You were well, and I loved you. You were ill, and I loved you still. You said to me, "Nanaw, thank you for letting me lie on your couch and just be who I am." My darling, it was my privilege! You got well; You met the Lord; You carried my crucifix with you during the worst of times; you carry my heart with you always. I love you, and as long as I can, I will take care of your mother, whose grief is overwhelming. But, you know that already, don't you? You visited me in church this morning, and told me, "the Daddy hole" is at last filled, by the Lord God Himself!! Praise God! I love you, my special angel.

Grandma Georgia

  

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