aka Jason Chang
The first time I've ever really gone through the word with anyone in depth was with J in a study on philippians (which we got through a few chapters and never finished). He was the first to disciple me, invest into me, and counseled me through a lot of my younger jr. high/early hs years. His 5-speed honda accord was where i first learned how to drive stick (in the wpc parking lot) and it was there that i grew to love a form of driving that i am finally using today. best memory: when he took Russ, JC, and I to snowboard for the day and we had the worst day ever, but the best memory...so on the first run, i tried to show off (go figure) by bombing the hill and ended up rolling down a third and thus losing my lift ticket somewhere in the snow; Russ locked the keys into the old brown sienna minivan we drove, so AAA had to come out and unlock the car (i can still hear russ, "uhhh, Jason, we have a problem!!!") and to make sure me & russ weren't the only two idiots, JC ended up losing one of the walkie talkies to even it all out... and then the other thing from that trip was that we handed out our extra food to a homeless dude on the side of the freeway who was quite happy (obv my mom's cookies/brownies ftw). how he still invested into my life relentlessly i'll never know.
love you J.
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Love you, bro. I always regretted never finishing Philipps. And dude. I had forgotten about how big a catastrophe that snowboarding trip was. I have only fond memories of that day. But man. Lost lift tick, walkie, and keys. I think I lost my favorite spring gloves that day, too. Haha. What a mess. And didn't Max come with his "I love Iran" helmet?
Wow. Great times. We should do a repeat of that day this winter but minus the catastrophes.