Post by LinkX on May 27, 2005 15:22:51 GMT -5
I'm going to skip all of the eloquency for just this post.
Before I start, I am going to say that, sadly, my brother has changed his last name to Bazur instead of his wife changing her name to Goodrich. This broke my whole family's heart.
Noah Sebastien Bazur died on May 25, 2005. He was 19 months old but looked like a perfectly normal 10 month old. He could not walk or make any noises at all. He had a disease that was degenerate, incurable, and fatal.
I'm not going to tell you everything about him. You can find that out yourself at his website. If the above URL did not work, type in www.caringbridge.com/in/noahbazur. If this doesn't work either, search for Bazur or Noah Bazur.
Warning: My brother and his wife believe in some very wierd stuff (our family prays for them every day), so be careful.
Also one of my best adult friends died yesterday. The only name I knew him by was Bill Paul. He was very elderly (I forget his actual age) and was diagnosed with cancer that killed him.
Bill Paul lived in Bordentown, New Jersey. He was the next-door neighbor of my grandpa. When we drove there all the way from Indiana, Bill Paul would let me swing in his hammock. Sometimes he'd get in it with me and we'd talk about almost anything.
The hammock is what made him so special. Whenever I played in the yard behind Grandpappy's (when I was young I couldn't figure out how I had two Grandpas, so I called him Grandpappy.) He would come out in the yard and smile at me with a playful twinkle in his eye, and say, ''Wanna get in the hammock?''
Before I start, I am going to say that, sadly, my brother has changed his last name to Bazur instead of his wife changing her name to Goodrich. This broke my whole family's heart.
Noah Sebastien Bazur died on May 25, 2005. He was 19 months old but looked like a perfectly normal 10 month old. He could not walk or make any noises at all. He had a disease that was degenerate, incurable, and fatal.
I'm not going to tell you everything about him. You can find that out yourself at his website. If the above URL did not work, type in www.caringbridge.com/in/noahbazur. If this doesn't work either, search for Bazur or Noah Bazur.
Warning: My brother and his wife believe in some very wierd stuff (our family prays for them every day), so be careful.
Also one of my best adult friends died yesterday. The only name I knew him by was Bill Paul. He was very elderly (I forget his actual age) and was diagnosed with cancer that killed him.
Bill Paul lived in Bordentown, New Jersey. He was the next-door neighbor of my grandpa. When we drove there all the way from Indiana, Bill Paul would let me swing in his hammock. Sometimes he'd get in it with me and we'd talk about almost anything.
The hammock is what made him so special. Whenever I played in the yard behind Grandpappy's (when I was young I couldn't figure out how I had two Grandpas, so I called him Grandpappy.) He would come out in the yard and smile at me with a playful twinkle in his eye, and say, ''Wanna get in the hammock?''