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         Scott
        Rose -- May 9, 2000  | 
     
    
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         I
        remember bumping into Jascha at Tappawingo's at the end of June in 1999.
        I was with Rachel and he was with Gabe, Ryan, Carrie and Aurora. I was
        surprised to see him because I did not even know he was going to be up
        north. He said it was a last second decision. He had the brightest smile
        and was so happy to be dining. The food was so wonderful there. He
        insisted that Rachel and I stop by the cottage at Wallon Lake the
        following day. Rachel and I did stop by the following day and it was a
        perfect sunny day and we spent the day on the water swimming, talking
        and just loving life which was Jascha's specialty. He had such a gift
        for making everyone feel great around him. Later in the year we both
        agreed that it was one of our favorite days the whole summer. 
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         Scott
        Rose -- March 31, 2000  | 
     
    
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        Jascha
        and I played a lot of tennis together as you may know. I am much more of
        a golfer now. Last September about 15th or so, we finished playing
        tennis at Franklin Hills. We walked around back to the parking lot to
        where we were both parked behind the driving range. It was a very calm
        night and the place was empty. He wanted me to hit some golf balls. So I
        take a couple clubs out of my trunk and hit a few balls, he just
        watched. He explained to me that he really wanted to learn to play
        better. I said go ahead lets see your action.  I gave him a a
        couple pointers. He hit a few not so good. Then all of sudden he hit
        like 5 balls perfect. We laughed. We decided he was a natural and that
        next Spring we would work on it. I think the coming of Spring made me
        think of this memory. 
        I miss
        my friend dearly. I have such good memories. Jascha and I were just
        starting to be great friends.  | 
     
    
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         Scott
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