Thursday, September 15, 2011
Memorial
A memorial to Jeffrey McCoy right down the street from me. For the story click this link.
http://www.ktvu.com/news/29124372/detail.html#.TmmaeyXqL6A.facebook.......you
It's a weird feeling walking past that spot, you can still see the stains on the concrete, makes you think a lot about life and the people you know.
That plastic container says there's croissants in there and for some reason that gets me every time I see it . There's a story around that, that'll never know. Was it an inside joke between him and a friend? Did the man just really love croissants? Maybe someone was eating croissants with him the last time they saw him? Whatever it was, someone cared about him and knew him enough to say "Forget the flowers, Jeff gets croissants".
Take the little things that you know and love about someone and make them count.
...then again, the croissants could mean nothing at all, and I'm just reading to far into it, but now to me, they mean something.
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