Jayson Angeles (1981 - 2009)

I will just keep this entry brief.

I knew Jayson for a brief period.   In that brief period, I could very quickly sense how important he was in Rocky's life.  In that very limited number of conversations, be it verbal, via text, or through private messages in Facebook, I could see why Rocky and he were very good friends.  The word friend seems lacking to truly grasp the bond that they shared. 

I wish I had a chance to know him more.
I wish I had a chance to hang out with him. 
I wish I had an opportunity to eventually become counted among his friends.

Jayson passed away last December 13, 2009.

In the scant few chances I had been given to know him, I already hold some memories dear.  I recall the first meeting, on that day I was helping Rocky move out, and how he really took the effort to break the ice and talk to me and even help us move stuff out, I recall how much he wanted to help me make Rocky's birthday memorable and how he made a very sweet and funny birthday message for him.  How he'd have that funny jump/dance when talking about something he couldn't directly say.  How he lugged that huge camera of his to O bar on Rocky's birthday - the single time I ever got to go out with him - and the beautiful pictures he took of that night.  How he chased after us one time as we were heading home just to be able to say hi and talk to Rocky a bit more.  I recall how he'd send me messages apologizing for not being able to join Rocky and me at O bar due to other concerns, events, and so on and how I'd use to tell him, "It is okay.  There's always some other time." 

I wanted to post pictures in this post.
I wanted to get to know him more. 

I wanted to say much more.

But sadly, I don't think I ever had any photos with him.

And I think I've said enough.

Jayson was a friend unlike any other to Rocky.  And to Brian.
And while I don't think I was able to get to know him enough for him to call me a friend as well, I am still happy I have a few happy memories of him to cherish as well.  It ain't much.  But at least, it ain't nothing.

Thank you for everything. 
And I promise you, I'll take care of him.

You will be remembered, Jayse.