Hey Loc,I was out of town when our friends came together to say goodbye to you. I hope you saw and felt all of us wherever we were, sharing the highlight reels of reasons we loved you so much.
Mine would be the late night talks, about everything from family to school to silly college dating drama. You nudging me into the DPSA presidency role, then showing up for all the events & standing in the gap when I got overwhelmed. How you took over driving a van full of us back from UIUC to UC when I got so tired I couldn’t keep my eyes open. How you stepped into a kawayanero spot and crushed it. How you’d read my papers, poems, and spoken word drafts even when they made no sense to you, but you did it anyway. I remember P, B, you and me being inseparable. How chicken nuggets and mixtapes became the unofficial group care package for any of us having a bad day. The impulse 11pm road trips from Cincy to Cbus just to get boba at MoMo’s. How you drove over to sit in my living room and watch TV on a low volume while I sobbed in my room for hours over the passing of my last remaining grandparent. How you and B showed up for Trish & me after Kat’s death. You were just there. Always. I remember your laugh and how Nina and Amy looked up to their brother. And I remember you being this exact type of casual, consistent love - and more - to so many other people.
Thank you for every one of those lunch hours study sessions, reminders to bring all my books to class, to eat dinner, and to never shortchange myself.
Love you, Loc.
Save us each a hug for when we see you again. 💔
Loc Nguyen
5/19/84 - 5/19/23 🕊️
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