Comments on: Andrew Eric Goldfinger http://ddubb.net/spiritual/andrew-eric-goldfinger ddubb industries applies the “party up front, business in the back” model to web and graphic design, behold our <a href="/portfolio">portfolio</a> and employ our <a href="mailto:dave@ddubb.net">services</a> Wed, 07 Jan 2009 14:33:35 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7 hourly 1 By: Leon Mays http://ddubb.net/spiritual/andrew-eric-goldfinger/comment-page-1#comment-1669 Leon Mays Thu, 10 Apr 2008 23:08:12 +0000 http://ddubb.net/personal/andrew-eric-goldfinger#comment-1669 I remember you, a long time ago, sitting under a loft in Lee Hall. Conrad had introduced us at the martial arts club you were both in. Even then I knew this was someone who would be important to me. We sat for hours and hours under that loft, talking about everything. God, Jesus, the military, politics, Israel... it feels like our time together was a neverending conversation. One I will cherish forever. I remember your mind, never satisfied, always seeking more. Full of questions... always desiring to understand. Thank you for stretching me to ask more questions. Forgive me for presuming to be able to answer yours. I remember your laugh, your jokes, your quirks. I can't think of a time I could ever stay mad at you for anything. I remember your tears as well, though sometimes you hid them. I won't forget your heart. I remember best of all your spirit. I saw it how you lived, how you loved, how you prayed, how you would restrain yourself, how you would let go. I will keep my promise to you, though you have gone away from this place. I will not forget you, little brother. The conversation has paused for a time, but it has not ended. I remember you, a long time ago, sitting under a loft in Lee Hall.
Conrad had introduced us at the martial arts club you were both in.
Even then I knew this was someone who would be important to me.

We sat for hours and hours under that loft, talking about everything.
God, Jesus, the military, politics, Israel… it feels like our time together was a neverending conversation.
One I will cherish forever.

I remember your mind, never satisfied, always seeking more.
Full of questions… always desiring to understand.
Thank you for stretching me to ask more questions.
Forgive me for presuming to be able to answer yours.

I remember your laugh, your jokes, your quirks.
I can’t think of a time I could ever stay mad at you for anything.
I remember your tears as well, though sometimes you hid them.
I won’t forget your heart.

I remember best of all your spirit.
I saw it how you lived, how you loved, how you prayed, how you would restrain yourself, how you would let go.

I will keep my promise to you, though you have gone away from this place. I will not forget you, little brother.

The conversation has paused for a time, but it has not ended.

]]> By: Andrew Farmer http://ddubb.net/spiritual/andrew-eric-goldfinger/comment-page-1#comment-1440 Andrew Farmer Wed, 06 Feb 2008 05:18:23 +0000 http://ddubb.net/personal/andrew-eric-goldfinger#comment-1440 I remember long walks at night, talking about life matters that seemed so important then, but so insignificant now. I remember watching the trailer for Jade Empire on the Xbox, and being so excited with you over how AWESOME that game was going to be. I remember how you always took life matters to a philosophical depth that my brain was not and will never be wired for. I remember how I got addicted to smoking, and how we'd have to take breaks during the occasional marathon prayer session so I could light up. I remember how messy your room always was. I remember working on the knots in your back that even my fingers had a hard time dealing with. I remember falling asleep on your couch too many times to mention. I remember how you absolutely HATED driving next to 18-wheelers on the highway. In front, in back, but never beside. Andy, I miss you, and I will keep missing you. I hope that somewhere in heaven, we can meet up some starlit night over a plate of chicken nuggets, ketchup, and rabbi jokes. Sleep well for now, my brother, my friend. I remember long walks at night, talking about life matters that seemed so important then, but so insignificant now.
I remember watching the trailer for Jade Empire on the Xbox, and being so excited with you over how AWESOME that game was going to be.
I remember how you always took life matters to a philosophical depth that my brain was not and will never be wired for.
I remember how I got addicted to smoking, and how we’d have to take breaks during the occasional marathon prayer session so I could light up.
I remember how messy your room always was.
I remember working on the knots in your back that even my fingers had a hard time dealing with.
I remember falling asleep on your couch too many times to mention.
I remember how you absolutely HATED driving next to 18-wheelers on the highway. In front, in back, but never beside.

Andy, I miss you, and I will keep missing you. I hope that somewhere in heaven, we can meet up some starlit night over a plate of chicken nuggets, ketchup, and rabbi jokes.

Sleep well for now, my brother, my friend.

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