Here is an excerpt from the original journal that was very touching. It is from a young man who collects video games. I was looking sell my son’s massive collection to someone who would appreciate them, and T. certainly was that guy! We both kind of felt that Nico facilitated our meeting so his most treasured possessions would find a good home.
Dear Vicki and Nico,
Meeting you and being brought to this place was no accident. I too, suffer from depression and not many people understand what I go through or see me as having a physical ailment. I never knew Nico, but we had more in common than most other people who claim to be the best of friends do. We are closeted, and we hold things inside, but we also know how to escape the harshness of reality. Some people call us nerds. Some people call us geeks. Some people –heck- most people don’t understand us. The truth is, us “nerds” understand each other. I met Vicki simply looking to build upon a passion of mine. A passion I shared with Nico. A passion that really allowed us to be ourselves. Without knowing him, I can only picture Nico as being a creative and inspiring soul who I would have loved to have met in life. Despite the tragedy, this place was another “Fortress of Solitude” for him. A place where he could be himself without worry. I feel something here, something magical. And it will always be here. Nico- I may not have known you, but I am your friend. And Vicki-I am glad to have met you. It was truly an action done by your son. Much love and prayer
-T.