Ally

My brother James was the most complex being I’ve ever come across. He was immensely intelligent, restless, daring, spontaneous. The things he did in the short years he had on Earth one couldn’t even believe. He was a trouble maker, but he made a lot of good trouble. Almost as if to say to everyone “stop taking life so seriously” and there are many hysterical stories to come from that. He loved me so much, and as we grew older and closer, realized we weren’t at all that different in the ways we had thought before.
He found wonderful friends, and was very healthy the last few months of his life. He loved the idea of family, and basked in it when he was well.
I will work in harm reduction the rest of my life to try and keep as many people from feeling the loss that lives in my heart every day.
I love you so much, James.
8/3/1993-12/4/2019