Jessica 26th August 2011

I remember the cute little boy who seemed to perpetually be sitting in the middle of the living room floor building something out of Legos. I remember the young man, so handsome in his tuxedo, standing in the doorway calmly and coolly reassuring me that my wedding day would be perfect (and it was). Most of all, I'll always remember the man who was more than just a brother-in-law. He was a friend who listened to me babble and made me laugh with well-placed wry comments.