One year ago today our good friend and coworker Jarrett Knyal died from cancer. I wrote about Jarrett last year (one of the hardest things I've ever written) and started with these words:
My coworker and my friend – in fact he was one of the coolest guys I've ever known – died Wednesday afternoon after a long battle with cancer. He was 44. That's way too young.
Jarrett "Spiderman" Knyal (or Jarrett "Cockroach" Knyal – depending on what day you talked to him) was one of the most inspirational people I've had the pleasure of working with.
It's hard to believe an entire year has passed since those sad times. We all miss Jarrett and think of him often.
I won't go into great detail here again about Jarrett. You can read last year's post to get an idea of what an incredible and inspirational person he was.
I'm so glad I got the chance to know Jarrett and be his friend for the last few years of his much too short life. But trust me when I say this, Jarrett lived more in 44 years than many people do in 80.
It's true he's no longer with us. But as corny as it sounds, he lives on with all of us. He comes up a lot at meetings and in discussions. It's just a sign of the impact he had on the people lucky enough to know him.
I miss him. I miss going to get sushi with him. I miss driving with him in his car (he would attach his fake hand to the steering wheel and drive with the other hand – that was always an experience). I miss going to him for marketing advice and to throw ideas off him. Yup, I miss him.
Wow, it's really been a year. A year of remembering.
I'll end this with what I said last time.
Goodbye Jarrett. Goodbye Spiderman. I miss you.