There is so much that I can say about T.C., without even knowing him very well. Basically, I shared one class with him last year, and hung out with him at a few parties. I remember nearly every detail of every second that we were together, because he's just the kind of person whose presence cannot be forgotten; even if it's just a little detail. I know T.C. is with us all. As I was being driven home from the funeral ceremony at the cemetery Saturday morning, a song popped into my head. I've been told that it's called "Last Kiss" by Pearl Jam. Well, in case you don't know (or if that's not the same song), it's about a couple getting into a car accident, and the girl dying. It's not quite relevant to this situation, but it's just what popped into my head. As I was approaching the chorus in my mind, my mom flipped the radio station to a channel that was playing that song at the precise second I was up to. T.C. is truly up in heaven looking over all of us. Whether we were his best friends, or just people who shared a few classes with him. So, thank you T.C., and I love you so much. Rest in peace, now and forever. I'll see you when GOD thinks I'm worthy of meeting with you again.

Always and then some,
Tina Giustiniani