We hadn't spoken in years, but when we were close, it was wonderful. I knew him in college. We spoke of moving to Italy to live in a Villa; I would have a closet of Manolo's and we would have our own wings, and meet over brunch to discuss our exploits. He was witty, intelligent, handsome, and just a delight to be around. He had a flare and artistry for life that was admirable, and in so many ways lived life in ways I truly admire.I missed the chance to tell him how fondly I remembered our times together, and how indelibly his memory is stamped on my heart. That I never quite relinquished the dream/idea of moving to Italy with him...even if it was an unrealistic one, it was a fun dream. It saddens me that I will never get to show him this beautiful 'Big Apple' city I call home, and that I didn't see him the last time I was in Oregon.I know he had many friends who are just as heartbroken as I that he is no longer here, and I am sorry that I cannot be there in person to commemorate his life.So, dear Aaron Alan Renner, you delightful, wonderful, intelligent, fabulous man: I would not trade having known you for the world. I pray you find peace, and I do so hope you know how very loved you are.~Tali