t’s late sunday night and I’m having some trouble getting back to sleep. Got some bad news from Jaime this evening… when I saw his name on my phone I thought he was calling to share a funny story about a Wedding he was supposed to attend.
I learned that evening that his Brother passed away and that he spent a good part of his week at home with his Mom and attending services.
I’m in total shock. I really can’t express why I feel that way. It’s something however that I can’t seem to shake out of my mind.
When we were in High School (Jaime and I), I got an audio recording of Jaime and his brother doing a - Pump Up the Volume’esque short wave radio broadcast. I must have listened to that cassette like 800 times.
And thru’ that recording I felt a closeness to him. I really wish I could stop thinking about this….
