Ambrose Austin Breen | ||
This is a place to collect stories and pictures, to share experiences, and remember Amby. Please direct any memories or images for posting to ethan.sletteland@gmail.com |
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Ambrose Austin Breen | ||
This is a place to collect stories and pictures, to share experiences, and remember Amby. Please direct any memories or images for posting to ethan.sletteland@gmail.com |
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25 | ||
Posted by Rose at 3:52pm on Tuesday the 15th of April, 2008 Happy birthday to you, my brother. I will celibrate it as if you were with me. |
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today | ||
Posted by Alaina at 3:20pm on Tuesday the 15th of April, 2008 Happy birthday Ambrose. I miss you. |
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18 years today | ||
Posted by Rose at 1:41am on Friday the 11th of April, 2008 My mother took her life 18 years ago today. Ambrose would have been 25 this April 15th- he was born on tax day.
The last time I saw him was too long ago, but when he said good-bye then he said, "This was the best visit yet." Ambrose I know you are at peace. I know you are some place where no pain exists. |
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14 years | ||
Posted by Alaina at 5:00pm on Tuesday the 8th of April, 2008 It's been 14 years today since I lost my cousin Aaron, who would have turned 25 March 28th. Time makes it hurt less, but I still think about him every day. I know that in time, thinking about Ambrose won't hurt as bad, and it helps me to picture him keeping Aaron company wherever they are. I can only imagine the sorts of mischief they would be cooking up, and I wish I could see it and giggle gleefully with them. Every day, usually in the morning, I find myself with a random Amby memory popping into my head (usually involving some manner of cross-dressing) and it makes me crack up laughing to myself. People probably think I'm wacky just laughing to myself... I just think to myself how sad it is that every single person on earth didn't get the chance to know and love Ambrose.. they missed out. |
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Amby | ||
Posted by Ami at 3:59pm on Tuesday the 8th of April, 2008 It was about five years ago now that Ambrose became my partner in fun. It was after the military stuff, after S.F, after the sham wedding. He started picking me up after work and always had something fun planned. Sometimes we would just lounge around, and in exchange for a head rub, he would share some of his wisdom with me. I remember often being very surprised by the magnitude of some of the things Amby would say. Sometimes his insights on the character of people were very sad and so final, I didn't know what to say. Anything sounded so generic in my head. I really cherished these times with Amby. Yesterday, I started thinking of Amby and got really sad. I miss him. |
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