Nick Messare 1966-2014

Posted By Tempest

Niko,
Since my heart is now broken, be sure to take a piece of it with you as you go.
Your friendship, at a time when I needed it most, played a huge part in making me the person I am today. My life would not have been the same if I hadn’t met you. Now that you’re gone, one of the tether strings of my soul has snapped and I’m a little more adrift.

Nick coming over the sofa and charging me after I gave him a Vodka and Gin.  And Rum.  And Fruit Loops.  It was a lot of stuff in that drink.

Nick coming over the sofa and charging me after I gave him a Vodka and Gin. And Rum. And Fruit Loops. It was a lot of stuff in that drink.

Remember the time we were in a diner before going to the movies, and you kept talking about whacking bunnies (for some strange reason) and then we were all “Die Hard…with a bunny” and I laughed so hard that I spit my hot chocolate all over everyone’s feet?

Remember the summer when you tried to teach me how to swim in my backyard pool because I didn’t know how and you were frustrated that I couldn’t run laps with you and then on my first really big effort the force of my push-off ripped off the top of my bathing suit and you said, “Or…we could do that all day” and then we couldn’t stop laughing and you never actually taught me to swim?

Remember how we used to create games in the Math Center to bring in students and keep them interested, and we came up with “Replace The Word LOVE with the Word LUNCH in your Favorite Song Title,” and everyone – even professors – participated and we had some really great new and strange song titles, but the you suggested “Change Any Word in a Movie Title with Tempest’s Dog’s Name” and that was okay except my dog’s name was Woody, and we got some unfortunate new movie titles and had to stop the game before we got fired.

Remember when we went to Hawaii with Thunder and Ruby and we left your room to go downstairs and get snacks and we returned and your key didn’t work so we banged on the door several times yelling for Thunder and Ruby to open the door but they wouldn’t and you started to say all kinds of goofy things in a very loud voice but then stopped mid-sentence, grabbed me by the arm, and dragged me to the elevator, shoved me in and hit a button, looked at me, and all you said was, “Wrong Floor” before you laughed so hard you had to sit on the floor of the elevator even though other people got on and off?

Thunder on the bike seat.  Nick and Ruby on the wheels.  The top of Haleakala just before the bike ride down the volcano

Thunder on the bike seat. Nick and Ruby on the wheels. The top of Haleakala just before the bike ride down the volcano

Remember when I drove the first leg to Myrtle Beach and we got all the way through New Jersey, reaching the Delaware Memorial Bridge when you found out that my car didn’t have air conditioning and you were all, “This is going to suck for the next 12 hours,” and then immediately after that statement I veered over to the side of the Turnpike to tell you that I couldn’t drive over bridges so you would have to take over and you rolled your eyes so much at me I thought you might need surgery to return them to their original position?

Remember how much we loved eating at The Barn in Randolph, NJ,  in the old days before it burned down, and how great it smelled, and how much the staff was actually always happy to see us because even though we always caused trouble there, and always chatted much too much about inappropriate things and alarming nearby tables, we tipped really, really well?

Do you remember all that great stuff.
Because I do.
All that stuff is still here inside, where it will always stay.
Make sure you have movie trivia questions waiting for me when I get there.
I’ll make sure I have an original short story for you to critique.

Peace, my old friend.

Oct 6th, 2014

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