It has been 3 years exactly since he died. He was my best friend, my role model, and my hero but most of all, he was my Brother. He died on Feb. 9th, 2011 at the age of 26. He died of a rare cancer called Synovial Sarcoma which metastasized into his heart and lungs, suffocating him more and more as they grew. He was positive to the end, telling us he was fighting for us and never forgetting to tell us how much he loved us. He had his days when he got angry and asked why this was happening to him. He lashed out but no one could ever imagine what he was going through. He is my hero because against the odds, he lived longer than he should have with that. And even though he died young, he left his mark on hundreds of people, all who showed up crying and mourning at his funeral. He was an amazing man and though he was taken from us so early and young, I know in my heart that he is making friends even in heaven and charming God with his warm smile. I love you big brother.