Never To Be Forgotten
Brian Lee Andrews

I feel like I'm in a movie, desperately waiting for the ending credits to roll because, honestly, I do not like this particular film. As I look at the clock, the exact date and time of this writing is wednesday November 22nd, 2000; 5:40 pm. It has been aproximately 26 hours since I was told that My dear friend, Brian Andrews, took his own life in a park close to where he lived. This is hard for Anita and MySelf as we had just spent an enjoyable evening with him on Sunday, just two days previous. I wish I could truly understand and fathom why this was something he had to do, and I do not believe I ever will. He was a sad person, but he RARELY sought out a shoulder to cry on. He had a strength to abide the turmoils of his life...but, unfortunately, that strength waned and faded away.

Brian left behind a number of people who cared deeply for him, and who were equally wounded by the news of what he had done, though no one could have possibly been more devestated than his best friend and roomate, Adam Peterson (I apologize for any possible misspelling in the last name). I personally do not know Adam too well, having only met him once. I do understand, however, that there was a brother-like bond between the two as Brian spoke highly and often about Adam and his family. My deepest and sincerest condolences go out to Adam and the rest of the Petersons. The shock and helplessness I feel over this incident can only be a meager and paltry thing compared to how they must have been effected.

I had first met Brian at the Boeing Company where I worked with him for about a year. There I also met a handful of other people who had grown fond of and close to this generally quiet and introverted fellow with the big brain and quick wit. The two at Boeing who I believe were closest would be Amy Walsh and Tony Guisti. While at Boeing, I always saw Brian with either or both of them, talking about one odd subject or another. It was a difficult thing to have to tell Tony about his friend, and I'm sure it was even harder for him to tell Amy.

Then there's Doug Robinson who was a strong presence in Brian's life. It is unfortunate that it took losing Brian for Doug to fully appreciate how close he had actually been to him. It was Doug who gave Me the news, and the emotion and the tears in his voice said a lot.

Jan Norman, the 2nd Shift Supervisor for Boeing's C-17 Wire harness assembly team, will feel the loss just as sharply. She held Brian on a pedestal, her saviour for when that infernal discombobulated piece of machinery (known to the layman as a computer) was giving her troubles. Brian loved computers and knew quite a bit about them, so who else was Jan to call on for help but Brian...and he did this quite a lot. What a nice young man. There are reasons well beyond this as to why Jan feels this loss. Brian wasn't only helpful with her computer, but he was also a good employee in general, and a friend.

There are a lot of others at Boeing who have been deeply effected by this loss, and a number of these people came together at Doug's house to be together and discuss the tragedy...to kick around the question of, "Why?" What follows is a list of those who were there, as well as those who could not be but were with us anyways:

Brian was very pleased that I had added him to the Menagerie about 6 months ago...he liked what I had written. This is what it said:

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I am very tired now, so I am going to stop trying to think of more to say. What follows is a collection of pictures of Brian...and if anyone else has Brian Pics to add, please let Me know...the more the merrier...

the time is now 7:19 pm
Gregory Michael Enriquez