Its been three years today that my brother committed suicide and each year it gets harder not easier. I miss him soooooo much its not even funny. He always had something smart to say about everything and he was a very good person to everyone he knew. I was always jealous of him because he got good grades in school. He also was a very good artist which my daughter took after him. Ed was always playing pranks on me and our mom. Every birthday that I can remember he always had some silly ass card for me which I miss very much!! Ed was also a very good cook I used to piss him off when he made spaghetti because I would ask him so Eddie is the spaghetti ready? He'd get so mad at me and I miss him being mad and the laughs we shared. He was the first one to ever take me to my first concert it was Bon Jovi and Cinderella in Denver Colorado. I also remember when he got into a fight with Gordo Sanchez because he wouldnt leave me alone he defended me he was a very good brother and the best brother I could ever have in my whole life. There are too many memories to list cuz then this would turn into a book