There are so many memories of Jonathan clogging my mind right now
that I don't know where to begin. One of my favorite and more prominent
memories is of us "sploring". Whenever he would visit, we would just drive
around, going down roads we had never been on before. We would look
at the sights, listen to music, and talk. I had a gift for telling him to go down roads
that quickly turned into dead-ends, which he pick on me unmercifully
about. But never did we get lost. As Jonathan put it: we were only
temporarily geographically dislocated.
Of all the great things Jonathan has done, it's the simple little things
he did with me that I remember the most. Just spending time with him
was...fun. Jonathan was not only my wonderful brother who was the king
of picking, but he was my friend whom I could turn to for anything. He was
the most caring, helpful, and just plain nice, person I have ever known. He
made an impact on more people's lives than he ever would have imagined. I
know my life is better because of him. I will miss him terribly and
remember him every day of my life on this earth.

Christy