We lost our cousin Stacy to cancer recently.
Here we are in Saskatoon in our teens. Stacy would come out from New Westminster to Saskatoon for Ukrainian summer school at the Petro Mohyla Institute.
Writing usually comes naturally to me, but that’s all I can share for now. It’s a shock that’s still sinking in.
He was a year younger than me.
We’d attend the school for several weeks, and then go fishing and visit the family farm. . .
Damn, I’m going to miss you bro. . . .
Вічная пам’ять
Memory Eternal