Unfortunately I never really got to know Tony while he alive. I faintly recall an exchange of niceties at a generics party a few years ago, but I never got another opportunity to sit down and actually have a conversation with him that lasted more than a couple of minutes. Because Tony was so important to many people that I knew and adored, I went to his wake to pay my respects and support those who loved him. When I got there, I was overwhelmed by the massive crowd of people. I had no idea how many lives Tony had touched until that evening, and my heart broke for each and every person who grieved for him.

Ever since that night, I have had the privilege of listening to hundreds of stories about Tony, all told by his closest friends. It was through these stories and memories that I finally got to know the wonderful, special person Tony was, and for that I am forever grateful.

Keep those stories coming...

Kelly Volk