Jennifer from Parts Unknown
I miss my Dad everyday. May 20, 1948 – May 2, 2010… I hope I’ll always make you proud.
View ArticleCourtney from Falmouth, MA
The Running Waves brought up so many emotions that at times I had to put the book down to cry. It is strange how you can can never really forget your feelings. I remember how haunting the Summer of...
View ArticleSamantha from Dennisport
It has been two years since you have been gone Papa, and I miss you everyday! You have taught me so many great lessons in life and I will continue to honor you by doing things that would make you...
View ArticleDavid from Falmouth, MA
As soon as I read who the book was dedicated to, I knew I was in for a profound experience. The memories of the tragic loss of Marc Steele and Peter Hurd came back to me like it happened yesterday. I...
View ArticleElizabeth from Oceanside, CA
The song Firebreather by Thrice is hauntingly similar to how my mind screams at the “What if demon” that lives within me. In 2008, my best friend Danny had called me on April 4th to share his news. A...
View ArticleMark from Rhode Island
There isnt’ a day that passes that I dont think of Jane, we had been close since we were kids. She always brightened up every ones day just with her precence. She is missed but not forgoten and I like...
View ArticleSheila from Medford, MA
I have lost 2 close friends in my lifetime both of whom played a significant role with me summering in Falmouth. David was my neighbor in Medford and we met when we were both around the age of 4. He...
View ArticleLisa from Falmouth, MA
I think this is a great way to help people share their stories. My dad was killed in a bar shooting in 1992. A drug gang came after someone else, shot up the bar and he was in the room and died that...
View ArticleJen, from parts unknown
Finished reading The Running Waves and really identified with the poignancy of the grief the brothers felt. Last week was the second annual summer party without my friend and mentor Ted. I noticed...
View ArticleWes on Canal Street – Luke Vose, Woods Hole, MA
I had been looking for my brother Wes ever since he died. I looked through his clothes, comic books, drawings and home movies. I spent a lot of time at his grave. I felt memories of him but not his...
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