Today marks the three year anniversary of Greg's double lung transplant. Three years since the doctors told him that he may not live passed October. For those of you who may not know him, let me assure you that the world would be a far less brilliant place if he were no longer a part of it.
|I met Greg (right) through John (left) when John & I dated on and off for three years. After my final break up with John, Greg said "Just because you guys aren't dating anymore doesn't mean we can't still hang out." So we did. And we never stopped.|
|Greg is rarely happier than when he has a beer in his hand and friends around him. I dare say people who know Greg are rarely happier than when they are around Greg and his beer.|
|His pomp was a force to be reckon with back in the day. A few of his loves include music (punk, rockabilly, alt country...), classic trucks, worn jeans, old Chucks, times at his cabin, things made of wood, stylized art, and hot women in plaid shirts.|
|Original Greg. (One of my very faves.)|
|I always thought he would have fit in well in the '50s. He reminded me of a young Johnny Cash without the flare for melodrama and cocaine.|
|Sometimes it is easy to forget how thin he used to be when his CF was catching up to him. He always wore it well, though. He has an uncompromising sense of style.|
|Bobby said it best.|
|After his transplant July 1st 2008, he was a totally new man.|
|He was no longer the frail boy we had partied with. And I began to see a new side of him. It didn't take long before the man emerged and things haven't been the same since.|
|While he is a huge comic book nerd, his favourite superhero is Wolverine, and let's be honest- he does a mean Logan.|
|A poster I made of Greg when he went as Wolverine for Hallowe'en.. Those claws are real, by the way. They are hanging in Greg's office and they scare the shit out of me. How he got away with bringing those into work with him that day is beyond me.|
All events, all experiences, have as their purpose the creating of opportunity.
Events and experiences are opportunities.
Nothing more, nothing less.
It is what we think of them, do about them, be in response to them, that gives them meaning.