At the annual Taste of DC Festival

Its so hard to put into words what Tony meant to me. He was a fundamental part of so many different aspects of my life. He plays some part in virtually every memory I have from college. After college, we both started to lead more separate lives but we still maintained our connection at a lower level. We both had strong personalities and sometimes clashed, but we always managed to work through things. When it really mattered, we were always there for each other. He was the first man outside of my family that I ever loved and the first that I ever said 'I love you' to. We were late-night phone buddies and all-night cramming partners. (We were both procrastinators.) The generics were a huge part of both of our lives - for him as an active member, arranger, and director - for me as a 'non-performing' member and all-around groupie. He was my connection to so many things that ended up being so important to me - Chorale, the generics, the computer science department. I don't think I had one friend in college that he didn't know too. We bought tickets together to the first Spamfest at Tawes and bought silly clothes and silk shirts together (both in Maryland and in Connecticut). We gossiped about boys, girls and 'whats-her-face' and had long, soul-searching conversations about religion, God, and the meaning of life. He was the most thoughtful and introspective guy that I've ever met. We auditioned for Chorale together, comforted each other after our first real heartbreaks, and egged each other on in our silly crushes. After college, he still managed to be around at some of life's most important moments. He was the first person to see my first apartment with me and went shopping for my first new car with me. He came to my parents house in Hagerstown several times, including once when he was sick because it was important to me. His birthday was near mine and through the years we exchanged cards, dinners, and Nylon tickets. I can still hear him laughing.