Your smile, the blush when I could embarrass you, the smirk when we talked about doing devious things, the depth of your love and sensitivity hidden under the world's expectations of how a man should show those things.... the few times when I was in town and we met up at Danny Mac's..... lunch at Melt....
The big cuddly teddy bear who I loved to hug.....something that will only be a memory now, but if I close my eyes and let my mind drift, I feel you.
There is a hole in my world that will never be filled from this moment forward, grief does not have a timeframe, and although my heart is filled with despair, I cling to the memories of the worldly things that were you
I love you Danny and you will forever be that mop top child to me who loved football, who I took to see Major League at the theater, who I kept plotting with on how to get the Delora street sign, who made me the best wings ever.... my beloved nephew