Dear Editor,
My daughter, Megan, and Jeramy were good friends throughout high
school years. Quite often, some zany, funny and occasionally
eye-popping anecdote about Jeramy and his antics would pepper our
dinner table conversation with laughter and lightheartedness.
Dear Editor,
My daughter, Megan, and Jeramy were good friends throughout high school years. Quite often, some zany, funny and occasionally eye-popping anecdote about Jeramy and his antics would pepper our dinner table conversation with laughter and lightheartedness.
News of his death filled us with sadness and a deep sense of loss, and brought the war in Iraq to our very door. It has given a face, a name, a heart we loved, to a conflict that would be easier to bear if it remained “over there” with shadowy faces we glimpse only in passing on the TV or in media.
As with the loss of several local young people in recent times, Jeramy’s passing reminds us of that arduous journey we all face between the lightness of youth, innocence, idealism, and the heftiness of responsibility and sometimes harsher realities – a passage it appears Jeramy faced with courage, kindness, and as always, humor.
As our family reminisced about Jeramy the other evening, Megan remarked “A while back when I talked with Jeramy, he told me ‘I just love Gilroy … when I come back, I’m gonna live there forever!'” YU-UU-UP! … He will remain forever right here in our hearts.
Sandra Marlowe, Gilroy
