Say hi to my Mum

Jay, I miss you.

Every time I try and not think about you I do and get upset and realise ill never speak to you again. There were so many things I wanted to say but never did. So many thoughts running threw my head when we spoke but I never uttered a word. Something I now regret more than anything. I had my chance, it was right there in front of me and I let it pass. I try and make myself believe this is all just a horrible mistake and you'll come back to me. But I know this isn't so. All your friends and family were at your funeral. They played your music and displayed all your favourite things. Your father gave the most incredible speech. You come from great stock. I could see you in your fathers eyes. I spoke with your mum and she remembered my name from when we used to see each other and id wait in your kitchen with her for you to come home from work. To see you walk in the door with your skate board under your arm and a How DO and that cheeky smile. Ill never forget that smile. Brett spoke so fondly of you. All threw the service all I could hear was myself crying which may I remind you wasn't a pretty site. I wanted to look all pretty for you and did myself up all nice in the morning then the moment I saw you I lost it. I brought you flowers the prettiest ones I could find in my favourite colour blue. I wrote you a letter and pinned it to your flowers. I hope you read it and know how much you meant to me. I keep on thinking about how long its been since I saw you. And how out of no where you suddenly appeared back into my life as if nothing ever happened as if I was with you only the day before. We spoke as if we never had that absence. Everyday I eagerly awaited your emails and sure enough there you were. The way we just chatted about random shit makes me smile and then sad cause ill never get that again and no one could ever take that place. I haven't been this upset since I laid my mum to rest over 12 years ago. She had her service in the same room you did which probably made things even worse for me. She laid before me in the exact same way you did and its a sight ill never forget. All I wanted to do was rip that box open and hug you. That's all I ever wanted to do. Grab you in my arms and just give you biggest hug. People may be reading this thinking how weird it is for me to be writing to you but this is my therapy. And believe me since you passed I honestly think I need it. I need to speak to you the way I used to and if writing this on your site is the only thing I can do then so be it. I want you to know ill never ever forget you. I said to your sister its rare to meet a person in life you can truly say your honoured to have known and with you that saying couldn't be more spot on. Say hi to my mum for me and ill see you when I do.

Miss our chats

HC

Moments in time...

I have no pictures of us together. No final funny moments captured on film. I just have words said to one another. Words only I will hear. Words ill never forget. The day I got my first message in 8 years was one of the happiest days ive had in my 27 years. After so long apart, getting to know each other all over again was a true privilege. Moments in time ill forever cherish. There isn't just one think I can say about Jay Rose. Everything about him come in the thousands. He was the person you wanted to be and the person you wanted to be with. He will forever remain in my heart as the fun loving, easy going Jay that would always always put a smile on my face. No matter situation or comment said "Just Quietly" he always made me feel like the luckiest person in the world. I will forever await the day till we meet again. Until then. Rest peacefully my love.

Hanna

Never Will I Forget YouXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

Jay @ Killington, VT | Winter 2003

pictures submitted by Farryl Buchman

Crap Bands and Cold Beer - True Mates

Jay Rose was my friend.

He introduced me to Manga and crap punk bands and I introduced him to crap movies and Dan the Automator. He hassled me about collecting Transformers and I gave him stick about collecting 'toys'.

We drank a lot of beer.

We used to take the work van on the sly and go see underground hiphop. Or metal. Or punk. Or beats.We went out of our way to follow REALLY, REALLY bad bands around Sydney - just for laughs.

We drank a lot of beer.

We got into up and comers like Moby, Black Eyed Peas and Limp - years before they were both popular AND crap.We spent many lost nights walking around the inner city, drinking longnecks and discussing the finer points of life.

We drank a lot of beer.

We invented new and extremely clever words.And we gave stick to everyone. We became mates when he started at my work some 12 years ago. Despite the fact that I was both younger than him and his supervisor, we got REAL tight, REAL quick. Hence, I had to constantly cover for him coming in late and getting nothing done! We used to laugh ALL day long with music cranked (much to the annoyance of some of the other workers, but hey - I was in charge). Jay had been living in the US for the last few years and I moved interstate 3 years ago, but we always stayed in touch.

The last time he came back to Australia, I jetted back to Sydney - just to laugh. And laugh we did. JayLord, you will NEVER be forgotten.

The Queef.

And you've still got my Voltrons, biatch. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

The Green Room | Martha's Vineyard

Hi, I just wanted to share the pictures of Jay I have with you all.

I worked with Jay at The Green Room on Martha's Vineyard.

He was so much fun to work with and always made me laugh.
I was so sad to hear that Jay has passed.

He will be missed by all of those who lives he made brighter.

Love Ali xx

Refreshments with Jay | May 10, 2007

I am Briana's Aunt Pat

When we were in Las Vegas last year Briana wanted us to meet her friend Jay.
Over he came to the condo that we were at with his back pack and some refreshments and we had a great time. I think he came to see Briana every day. He showed her around Las Vegas. The last day that we saw him was when his mom and dad were arriving to visit with him.

I told Briana that I am so happy that I had a chance to meet Jay.
He was full of life, smiles and laughter.

There are no words that I can say.

Patti Bird
London, Ontario

I met Jay at a Patriots Game with Timmy | November 25, 2007

(picture taken by Jay - I am seated (left), Timmy is on the phone)

My condolences to your family. There's really nothing that can be said to make it better. Just know that our prayers are with you in this very difficult time. I only met Jay once, but he was a wonderful guy, and it was very clear that he had lived a very full and exciting life every minute of every day. Hopefully that can be some sort of counter to the grief that you are feeling.

Best wishes,
Clint Kachnowski & Family
Strafford, NH USA