I chose not to read the last five pages of comments to my brother's memory. Bringing back the pain is really hard to do; I just flew back to Florida from the funeral.
(IRL) Brady David Farrell was an incredible man, full of funny quirks and at the same time a mind buzzing with phenomenal potential. I met brady close to nine years ago in high school and we pretty much immediately clicked. Shared so many memories of jipping school, getting in trouble, smokin the reefer, and just having fun.
When I say that Brady was my brother, I mean it in every sense of the word. We weren't blood-related, but closer than any siblings I know of. Brady was the kind of guy you could call just about anytime to find what was goin on; fun parties, social gatherings, concerts, etc. I really must say that without Brady I would have experienced life in a totally different manner.
Brady and I could share just about anything with each other; he was my best friend and personal accomplice with many fun things we did in high school (along with Missy). For a while, it was Missy Brady and I, the three Musketeers, and then we began incorporating more into our circle. As high school came to a close and I became a recluse, only a handful of people would come out to see me. Kris (witherwood) and Brady with a few stragglers here and there.
Brady reintroduced me to some highschool buddies when we were older, which paved the way for my foundations of a second family (you know who you are). The family has grown large over the years, with Brady always at the middle.
I unfortunately -can- believe what this man did to himself. I knew him for many years and knew he suffered from depression, but I or one of our brothers would always help him get through it. You can't imagine how terrible I feel, as I had just moved to Florida two weeks before it happened.
When I had considered suicide a while back, like really considered it, there was only one thing that stopped me: My families. I only wish he could have thought of us and how it would affect us. I'm a little angry with him, but when I go to see him I'll give him a piece of my mind. Alas, that journey is far away.
[REDACTED] was supposed to be my best man if I ever got married to Julie. Grrrrr
Brady, we love you so much. Rest in peace; I know you're exploring the cosmos though. I'll be seeing ya.
- Dooby/Jason/Kirana Vorlak
Edit: Please PM me with any IC funeral info, I still do have one char who can be there.
Last edited by ])e@th@ngel on Thu May 22, 2008 4:46 pm, edited 1 time in total.
|