When I was asked to relay some of my thought about Jeff, I knew right away that I would not be able to stand before you or speak to you about him without breaking down in tears. The tears I have for Jeff are not just tears of sadness for loosing him, but are also for the joy that I have for having known him, and more importantly for having been considered by him as a friend.
I find great comfort in knowing that Jeff lived his life well, that he was able to see, do, and accomplish so much in the short life he was given.
My earliest recollections of Jeff were of playing in the field across from the Ryder's old house in the Lakeview community. Jeff was a little younger than most of us, even then he was a little wiser for his age, which probably meant that he was the smartest one of our bunch.
I can sit and recall moments with Jeff from adolescence, through our teen years, our twenty's and into our thirties and they all bring a smile to my face. I can't recall one moment that I ever spent with Jeff that wasn't a joyful celebration of life.
Everyone should have friends that they can say are as close as family to them, I feel so blessed that I was able to count Jeff as one of these friends. Jeff, I will miss having our conversations about anything and everything. I will miss your obnoxious laugh, I will miss your "I did one better than that" stories, I will miss telling you my troubles, I will miss hearing yours. Most of all Jeff, I will miss you, my brother.
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