"I remember, when we first became friends back at Wharton, how you used to make fun of the way I ran, or how you always failed miserably to mimic my various facial expressions when I talked.
I remember, when I went to FSU & you to West Point, how when we both got home there was always "Cash & Josh" time. We talked about when we "grew up" what we would do, & the possibilities of us maybe even working together overseas. I tried my hardest to help you with your French- Lord help me, it was hilarious- & you, likewise, tried to get me to fall in love with country music... & you eventually got through to my punk-rock self.
I remember, after we both graduated & entered "real life", how we never lost touch, even when I moved to Virginia. We still figured out a way to take the world- & DC bar scene- by storm.
I remember, about two years ago, when you told me you were sick, but that I shouldn't worry because '"Big Willy" ain't got time for that.'
I remember when you met the love of your life & you were trying so hard to impress her with everything that you were, that you regularly consulted me for red wine suggestions & what "XO Grand Champagne" meant on a bottle of Cognac.
I remember, last month, seeing that you had gotten married & how your face radiated with love in your pictures. Your smile could always make even my darkest days seem a bit brighter.
I remember you & will always remember you, Josh, as you were when we were a little bit younger & a lot more careless. I will hug my friends tighter, love my family stronger, & fight for everything harder because of you.
Be Thou at Peace, Superman, you finally got your wings."
[[ 2 Timothy 4:7 ]]
- Alex Regester