"Take care of yourselves and each other, and always remember my motto:
Itís ok to work hard, as long as you play harder."
in an email to his parents 7/02
January 16, 2003
I think, like many of you have siad, that to place a single memory of Joe above any other is a difficult task. I remember Joey and I spending summers full of fun and mischief together terrorizing College Park on our bikes, swimming in the lake, making up numerous tall tales involving god knows what now. Our imaginations ran wild with one another. Though we seperate ways through school, I was surprised to hear how closely we paralelled one another. After returning from St. Croix when I was nineteen I found out that Joe had spent his summer sailing the Caribbean. From there I traveled abaout the states and spent quite a bit of time while I was in the Coast Guard stationed in Charleston, SC which I realized must have been around the same time he was going to college of Charleston. As I sit here now in Tulum, Mexico, it occurs to me how likely it could be that looking over my shoulder I could glimpse Joe walking down the beach. I know now that the adventures we had in little college park and the imagination that spurred them carried on in the both of us and the spirit behind it will continue forever. I wish now that I had known Joe for the man he became...but I know that whereever he is he's making it his own, leaving everyone else's experiences to pale in comparison through the sheer joy he received from everything he did. I've got to run...I think I just saw an old friend pass by...
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