I remember looking at the pictures of Ryan's wedding and feeling weird. It was an event, that strangely, I was looking forward to. For ten years I had been reading his thoughts on games and listening talk about any and everything. Ever since Giant Bomb started I felt like I was getting to know the crew more and more. When Norm posted his gallery of pictures, I looked at them and smiled. The Giant Bomb Crew made me feel like I was in a special club.

I met Ryan once after their 2012 PAX East Panel. I told him how much I loved the Ska band. He said it blew his mind that he had such good friends that would put that together. We exchanged two sentences together. I talked to him for two minutes. Why do I feel such sadness.

Ryan talked about how he didn't mind putting his life out there on the site. How people made connections with them even though they never met. When I listen to the Bombcast, I pause it and add in my story to something that relates to what they are talking about.

I, like everyone else on this site, lost a friend. I just wanted to type up some thoughts because I know you feel the same way. I texted my wife at work about how upset I was. She understands how much I love this site but she doesn't in the same way. When she got home I told her stories about him and she listened but I felt she thought I was crazy, well not crazy, but strange morning someone you didn't know.

I'm not a major player in the community but I love reading all the great blogs and watching all the videos. I hope the site continues but I understand if it's low key for awhile. Good luck to everyone who were really close to him. It's crushing losing him...and I only talked to him once for two minutes.