I'm going to type this here, only because I don't think I could ever say it. Anywhere.
After a three and a half year battle with cancer, my cousin Tony passed away late Tuesday night. He was one of my closest family members, the Best Man in my wedding, and without the slightest hint of hyperbole, one of the nicest people you could ever meet. If you needed something, I'm telling you, he would do whatever he could to get in done.
|Tony and I at Fenway, June 23rd, 2006. This is the look of someone who has just listened to me for 3 hrs.|