I did now know jordan very well. I met him at willy p somewhere in the 90s, but i knew his pain only too well.Ya see, Jordan and i were afflicted with the same illness and poison and lost too many good years.We were veterans of a horrific war.We would see eachother come in from battle and a big hug was given from both.Ya see thats the way na works. We would meet weekly to try and stay clean. Some years were good some years bad.I sit and wonder "why?" cause i, and many of us, were where jordan was the weeks and hours before the disease won.Jordan, you will be missed and i will tell your tragic end to the newcomer so maybe one will be spared your brother at arms, snapper
In Loving Memory of Jordan Ferraro