My little buddy
Even though I knew Jeremy in grade school I really didnt become good friends with him until middle school. At the time we both were huge Nirvana fans. I remember we used to see who could get more Nirvana demos than the other. When Kurt died, we both stayed home from school and I went over his house. Hanging out with with each other got us over the grief of Kurts passing. Through school, he was one of the best friends I ever had. He was one of the few friends that I had that I never got mad at. I remember one time we were out in the woods and thought it was a good idea to shoot a BB gun at a bees nest. We were mistaken, but did get away sting free. Some of the best times we had were skating and playing hockey at the bank by his house. We were both big music geeks, so when we found out REM was coming to starlake, we had to go. So we camped out at Giant Eagle. We sat there for 5 hours before we realized there was a random drawling for place in line. I drew 64 and he drew like 80 or something. At this point we are madder than hell. Then, are frend Tony shows up and draws number 2 in line. So we were saved and ended up sitting 8 rows back for REM. It poured all night at that show and Jeremy and I made fun of all the rain covered people in the lawn. After high school we dident get to hang out that much anymore. I wish I would have made more time to see him. He always wanted to hang but I was too busy to call him back and boy do I feel like shit now. Because I kept putting it off, Im never going to talk to him again. The last time I talked to Jeremy he was getting ready to be a paid firefighter. He was so excited, he always wanted to do that for a living, it was his dream. Im sorry I dident call you back buddy, I gonna miss you. You were such a big part of my life and I hope you know that.
