It is nearing the one-year anniversary of the loss of a wonderful person, Josh Canal. I know the flowers stop coming, the friends continue on with lives and births, the memory grows more distant, and people don't always remember. Time has a way of erasing things. But for those who knew him well, and especially those who loved him as their own - his wife, Pam, his parents, Joe & Becky, his brothers, his close friends - that loss will always be felt, and the anniversary of his loss is a gentle reminder of how empty the part of the world he filled still is.This is the original post I wrote about him.
We still miss you, Josh!
Josh was bright. When he entered a room, the lights actually burned brighter, trying to match his will and his courage.
I remember growing up when he would stay over at my house and play with my brothers. He and his brother Caleb were my brothers' Chad and John's best friends. The four Amigos. They were quite the muskateers. And they always annoyed the hell out of me. :)
Josh had so much will and vibrance, always laughing riotiously; as a cool pre-teen, I had no patience for their silliness...but you couldn't help but laugh along (even if you also were rolling your eyes) when they were cracking up over something.
Josh's will propelled him through boyscouts; I remember him racing cars with my brothers at the pinewood derby, and playing on the huge lot in front
