Jordan was the first boy I ever said, "I love you" to. I was only 15 or so, and he was younger than me. We used to hide in the attic and look out the window and talk and talk. He was so beautiful and quirky, made of something different than the rest of us. I would just stare at him and watch him draw or sit on curbs and watch him skate with that silly backwards hat. We took different paths, but he always smiled that completely disarming smile when he saw me, the one that took him from brooding to blazing in less than a second. So very very sad to hear of his passing. What a loss.
In Loving Memory of Jordan Ferraro