A Note From Jeremy

Winchester was an amazing co-worker and an even better friend. He truly was one of the most interesting people that I’ve had the pleasure of knowing.

Although we didn’t see eye to eye on many political issues, that never hindered our friendship. We shared our views openly, and there were times when he even managed to convince me that his perspective was the right one.

I often confided in him during moments of uncertainty in my personal life. He always offered his advice or at least cheered me up with some humor.

While we sometimes found ourselves in heated debates over work-related matters, I admired his ability to gracefully admit when he was wrong.

Winchester was a generous person. He would share his snacks with me when I was hungry, and he did the same for others, even though it was a bit frustrating that he never accepted anything in return. He always insisted on paying the bill after meals, never expecting reimbursement. He would say, “Hey, you have a family to take care of.”

Winchester was there to lift me up when I fell—quite literally. I’ll never forget the time he picked me up off the ground and drove me home after I suffered an epileptic seizure.

Winchester and his girlfriend, Joi, love animals. Joi fostered any animal in need of a home, and it was Winchester who found our beloved pet cat, “Meow-Meow”, abandoned in the parking lot.

If you asked him or not, he would share tips and remedies for just about anything I asked him about—whether it was cars, diet, or fixing a hole in the drywall at home. He was the go-to expert for nearly everything.

I will never forget Winchester’s resounding, boisterous laugh that could be heard throughout the office. He was the kind of guy who would laugh at any silly joke you told, even if it wasn’t funny. I remember one of the first pieces of advice he gave me was, “Speak from your diaphragm,” even though we were speaking into a microphone that was right in front of us.

Winchester had a mistrust of doctors, which is a thought that lingers with me now. Maybe they could have saved him in the end.

Goodbye Winchester. Hoorah.