Joel Newcomer Tribute

Joel I'll never forget when friday rolled around in high school and you and I only had one thing on our mind. Drinking beer's and talkin politics at the P-North pool. It was such a simple thing but there was nothing better in the world. I finally got the tattoo of the medical symbol. I told you I would stay true to my word. It goes from my shoulder to my ass and it hurt like mother, but it was completley worth it. It's kind of a little reminder to me that to stay strong and don't sweat the small things. It's a reminder to stay positive because now that your gone, I dont feel like there's a whole lot to be positive about. I just kind of stumbled upon this website. I feel good about this site. I needed to let a whole lot off my chest that I just couldnt do on "facebook". It's just that I dont want people simpithising for me when I write on your wall. I dont need to let the whole internet know that you were my best friend. I knew it and you knew it. Thats enough for me. I miss you like hell. Ive had a lot of trouble here in NYC. Friends are hard to come by. Ive just had alot of trouble interacting with people since you died. I had to give up alcohol for a long time cause it just consumed me. It was my escape from facing the sad fact that I had lost you. I woke up one morning from a 3 month drinking binge after you had died and realized that I had to face it the right way, only I found that sleeplessness, sickness, and withdrawl's soon set in. It took me, ironically enough, till my 21 birthday to really get better. And now the tattoo is a reminder to me to stay tough, on the right path, and positive. I love you brother. I'm glad I finally worked up the nerve to write this. I couldnt even communicate with my own roomates. they thought I just had mono for half a year. I dont talk to your family to much. I love them to death. It just is hard to speak with them. I think about them all the time. I know we always had that conflict of what happens when you die. That conversation always got heated, but I hope for your sake that you were wrong. And if so I'll see you there in time.

Oh Rachel- remember the time you got bit by a dog?! Well after we were at the hospital Joel drove me home and we laughed the whole way home about how only these bizarre things happen to you! :)