The fact that I have a file labeled “Pryatels” in my pictures folder on my computer is a testament that I grew up with your family and that you were a huge part of my formative years. I got to call you Aunt and you Uncle, and you guys were like cousins to me, although there was probably no way in hell that you would admit to being my blood relative.
A couple days after I heard the news about Adam, I opened the “Pryatels” folder for the first time in years. I found some video footage I had taken on one of our trips to New Philadelphia. I was 15 so Adam must have been 10. These clips represent all the things I associate with your family, and especially with Adam: A carefree spirit. Having untamable – almost wild – happiness. Knowing that when we were together, it more than just hanging out with friends. It was being part of an indestructible community that loved me, supported me, defended me and cherished me, no matter what.
Please know that your son and your brother rested secure in the arms of this community during his childhood.
And we should celebrate it.