Memories

Memories

Entries in order of author's last name... H-K:
Hamilton, Lex Hamon, Rich Hanna, Jocelyn Hanna, Paul
Hayes, Krist Hayter, Jeff & Viv Johnson, Evan Johnston, Angela

Evan Johnson

Angela Johnston

Lex Hamilton

Rich Hamon

Jocelyn Hanna

Paul Hanna

Krist Hayes

Jeff & Viv Hayter

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I'm a r-e-a-l-l-y slow starter at writing stuff, especially when emotions are involved, but at last here's my best shot ...
   I knew Jason mostly in a BACK-handed sort of way:
  -  He was the guy I saw from the BACK playing trumpet so well, as I pounded tunelessly on various things behind him.  He always made playing look easy.  No sweat
  -  He was the guy who took a ride to Millennium Band practice in the BACK seat of my car.  He had lots of fun bickering with his companion.  You'd think they were married already!
  -  He was the guy who stayed to the bitter end, even though he was desperate to get BACK from International Band Camp last summer.  I never heard him complain, even when he was obviously so tired, and so tired of the food.  A real trooper.  The sort of kid you'd like to have.
  -  But mostly, he was the guy who was always near to and looking BACK at Catherine.  Thinking BACK to my boyhood days, I understood why, and it made me smile each time, remembering agonizing loves of long ago.
   Well, I guess Jason was always a step ahead of me.  First to do so many things and then to stop.  It's very sad to see such a talented young man leave just before he has his own fair chance to screw up!  But people live in the hearts and memories of others, so we will never really be without him.  I sometimes still hear an extra trumpet echoing softly in the
Community band.  So thanks for the good memories, Jason.  And thanks for leading the way.

I didn't know Jason as intensely as a lot of people did, but I still have a few things I can bring together to say about him.  I think that the best way I ever got to know him was through canoe trips.  Canoe trips are funny in that way because you're dropped in the middle of nowhere, and they just completely take you out of the whole school mindset.  You talk to people you normally wouldn't, and I think that's the best part about them.  Two years ago, we had all rafted up in the middle of the water because we had no where to put up our tents - always a bad thing! - and me, having the short attention span that I do, started taking random pictures of bored people.  I think I wasted about a roll and a half, but then a few weeks ago I was flipping through old pictures and came across one of Jason.  Honestly, this is how I remember him.  He was resting in the back of the canoe with a bright yellow lifejacket and a bucket hat, and had duct tape (yes!) taped around his runners.  Most importantly he had this huge smile on his face.  I thought about it and that's how I always remembered him.  Always happy.  What a flattering way to be remembered.
   P.S. One more thing that I must add (even though there is no importance for it!) is that when Jason started working at the Bakery, I trained him.  That day I thought, "Wow, that kid is smart."  He memorized all those prices on the first try.  It took me months of practice!  Even now I forget how much sourdough pumpernickel costs.  How sad is that?

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