All the time that we wasted

It will be 9 years on 3/16/20 and not a day goes by without thinking and remembering you brother. 

If I could have it back
All the time that we wasted
I'd only waste it again
If I could have it back
You know I would love to waste it again
Waste it again and again and again

Everyday

Yesterday marked 8 years since my little brother left. I must say that there is not a day that goes by where I don’t find myself thinking and remembering times we shared. There are so many of them and for that I am lucky we were close, thick as thieves. Every March some of us grow a beard and as a tribute to Justin and his beard games he used to play, he would shave different designs into the beard and push the envelope of beard fashion. What’s not to celebrate? I have included some pictures that I like to look at to remind me of him and 1 picture of my 2019 March beard attempt so far.

You know I would love to waste it again waste it again and again and again...

Another day without my brother

On the 4th of July Justin and I used to go crazy. As kids we would sneak fire crackers and bottle rockets and set them off like we were explosion experts. We loved to blow things up and we tried to do that as much as we could and it seemed so great that there was actually a day set aside to celebrate blowing things up. As adults we kept the tradition alive we had great means which meant bigger and more explosions. Our firework shows became an event that you did not want to miss. I remember 1 year we had bought enough fireworks to blow up a small island. Justin and I spent the day on the 4th building launchers and contraptions to aid us in the show we would have in the evening. Some of my best memories are just chilling with my brother while we made these contraptions. We laughed and theorized about life and remembered times we had had. Mostly though we laughed. I miss laughing with my brother.

The devil made me do it!

Sitting at home 2 days before Thanksgiving 11/24/2015 and thinking about my brother, the one who is gone. I suppose there are a lot of things to be thankful for and to discuss regarding my brother Justin. However I am not feeling in that kind of mood. I just miss him and our conversations, laughs, shared moments and glances. While I am thankful to have these things and to have experienced them with him but I find no thankfulness or gratitude towards his absence. He is missed and he is often thought about. I miss you Justin. I used to say "the devil made me do it" as a child when caught being mischievous. These occasions often included Justin as an accomplice. The devil made me do it.

Justin you are missed again

Justin - Paradise City

LOE 2004

Posted by Nic Sagez on Friday, March 18, 2011

Justin you are missed

Justin, you will be missed.

Golden Gargoyles 2004 - Justin Marcucci

Posted by Nic Sagez on Friday, March 18, 2011

Today I have been thinking about you brother and realizing how the weight of mourning your loss has been heavy and more difficult than I could have imagined. You are missed and remembered every single day by not only myself but lots of people have you on their minds. This year we did another beard of remembrance in your honor. We started growing on the anniversary of your death, March 16th and grow for at least 1 month. Here is what I have at 28 days. Before and after: