The past week our family celebrated our brothers. My brother left on his Mission and Jared's brother, Jason, who's been on his mission for 10 years now, was remembered.
Jared had a guys weekend of golf to
commemorate his brother who passed away 10 years ago.
It's always a special time when we remember Jason.
Jared and Jason shared friends throughout their lives so all of Jared's college buddies are also Jason's buddies. They invited the women folk and their children to participate in a memorial evening where we stuffed ourselves, laughed and cried.
Here are the guys.
They made T-shirts with Jason's mission picture.
a.k.a. his mug shot.
Here is some of Jared's family with Jason's mission president.
It was a great time to remember a great guy. I never met him (of course, that would make me 13 years old if I were to ever have met him) but I feel so lucky to be part of a family who had such an outstanding son. I could say "at least that is what I am told" but I can feel the awe and respect these men have for Jason when they talk about him. He left a legacy that inspires all who knew him to stand a little taller.
Thanks guys for letting me be a part of this special night. You, as Jared's friends and brothers, are the third greatest thing that ever happened to him! ;) He loves, respects and is grateful for each of you in his life.
(there I go putting words in his mouth, but I am pretty sure he does feel this way.)
