Alex Katz
04-01 2021 00:37
schreef:
I met Kye over 16 years ago in Grade 7. Even as a kid, Kye had all the qualities that would make him such a great man - he was kind, outgoing, compassionate, and confident in who he was and what he wanted. I feel so lucky to have met him so young, and to have him play such a significant role in my life all these years.
I've been thinking back on my memories of Kye a lot these past few days, and the ones that I treasure most are of us just sitting around talking. My memories of Kye are filled with quiet little moments made special by great conversation - staying up all night at sleep-overs at his house, sitting in a park for hours, leafing through comics at the BMV, studying together at Queen's, grabbing drinks to catch-up, and countless others. Kye had a way of making everything more fun just by being a part of it. One time when we were heading to Cuba in fourth year university, the two of us ended up getting stuck in an airport for hours after our flight was delayed (twice!). It would have been boring with anyone else, but with Kye it was just hours of music, weird British comedies and him fleecing me at cards. We had a lot of much more wild times together too (including on that trip), but he was the rare person who could turn something as boring as being stuck in an airport into a cherished memory. If the average person was as joyful, honest and fearless in living their life as Kye was, the world would be a much better place.
I love you man, and I really miss you. My life won't be the same without you. Rest in peace.
Alex Katz
04-01 2021 00:37
schreef:
I met Kye over 16 years ago in Grade 7. Even as a kid, Kye had all the qualities that would make him such a great man - he was kind, outgoing, compassionate, and confident in who he was and what he wanted. I feel so lucky to have met him so young, and to have him play such a significant role in my life all these years.
I've been thinking back on my memories of Kye a lot these past few days, and the ones that I treasure most are of us just sitting around talking. My memories of Kye are filled with quiet little moments made special by great conversation - staying up all night at sleep-overs at his house, sitting in a park for hours, leafing through comics at the BMV, studying together at Queen's, grabbing drinks to catch-up, and countless others. Kye had a way of making everything more fun just by being a part of it. One time when we were heading to Cuba in fourth year university, the two of us ended up getting stuck in an airport for hours after our flight was delayed (twice!). It would have been boring with anyone else, but with Kye it was just hours of music, weird British comedies and him fleecing me at cards. We had a lot of much more wild times together too (including on that trip), but he was the rare person who could turn something as boring as being stuck in an airport into a cherished memory. If the average person was as joyful, honest and fearless in living their life as Kye was, the world would be a much better place.
I love you man, and I really miss you. My life won't be the same without you. Rest in peace.
