It’s been 10 days since I learned that an old friend of mine passed away. I’ve been ruminating a lot on the last 10-20 years - time spent with and without him actively in my life.
In addition to being one of my best friends, Greg was also my first big love, my high school boyfriend, and band mate.
I fondly remember riding around town in his Dodge Shadow as he sang The Beatles’ “Two of Us” to me. The countless hours watching Anchorman and This Is Spinal Tap. Seeing the inspiration for his Abe Lincoln tattoo happen in real time and then being with him when he got it. So on brand for him.
I cannot tell you how much fun and laughter we shared together as friends, as a couple, and within our group of friends. Through Greg I found an extensive collection of friends - his social network was huge. People loved him. I loved him.
He helped reinforce my love for The Beatles and classic rock by sharing his music collection for me. He even paid for my first tattoo - The Beatles logo on my left forearm! For years I’ve contemplated covering that tattoo with something else…how grateful I am now to not have made that choice. I get to keep a small part of Greg with me for the rest of my life.
Though we hadn’t spoken in many years, I thought of him often. He was with me during some of the hardest and most devastating moments of my life. We had a stubbornly complex relationship and I regret many things that were left unsaid. I hope he knew how much I cared about him and how much he meant to me…even now.
Love and miss you always, Greg.
Longer than the road that stretches out ahead”
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