As I reflect on my relationship with my big brother, I fondly think of all the good times we had as children. Jason was someone that I idolized and he could pretty much convince me to do anything. I remember the time he told me to take tomatoes from a neighbor's yard so we could make a potion for our science club (called the Fungi's...dorky I know) and she came and told our parents, or the time he going through a karate/ninja phase and he lined me up against our shed and threw real Chinese stars at my body (luckily for me he had good aim that time and did not hit me). I remember the summers riding our bikes, swimming at the pool, mornings eating cereal and watching GI Joe, and playing hide-n-seek with neighborhood friends. One time, we made a half-pipe in Burcham's yard (skater/Tony Hawk phase) only to have to tear it down after a couple of days due to a neighbor's complaint. That is just a few of the thousands of memories I could share because Jason always knew how to have fun and luckily for me since he was the oldest; he had to drag me along. Jason was a great big brother and my heart aches thinking about all the memories we will no longer be able to create but I look forward to when we can reunite in heaven. I love you, Jason!
