Was thinking about you the other day while going through some old journals. Looked you up online and was shocked and saddened to see what you’ve had to deal with most recently. You have such a beautiful family and support group- you are so blessed to have so many amazing people at your side.

As for my “greg memories”… once I started thinking about it, a million came to mind. Of course they’re all centered on Toad the Wet Sprocket- THE GREATEST BAND EVER- and the time we climbed up on the roof at my dad’s house because it had a better view of the stars. I remember visiting you in San Diego and going for long walks to chat- you always had something insightful to say.

I once borrowed your favorite sweatshirt… never to return it. I’m sorry about that- I kept it for eight years and finally let it go since we had lost touch. If you and your family are ever up near the Golden Gate Bridge- I owe you one.

Please take care-

Jaime