I've known Zay since 1998. He sat in front of me in Mr. Thompson's class at Andrew Jackson High School in Jacksonville, Florida. Our first interaction was me joking about how tall he was and that we needed to switch places so I could see the chalkboard. From that moment in 9th grade, we became great friends.
I've moved to three different states in the last ten years, but before that, Zay and I used to be together all the time. We still made sure to keep in touch. I am going to miss those, "What's up my boy, just wanted to tell you I love you," texts. Zay made sure he expressed his love to everyone. He never hid his feelings.
He introduced me to Paul Masson, and I introduced him to Skyy Vodka. He was a big Plies fan while I was a big fan of Pastor Troy. We would often have debates on who was better, but one thing we could agree on was that Pac was the best.
He entered heaven on May 3, 2020. I will never forget the last time we chilled. We were supposed to go out, but decided to just kick back. We shared memories and talked about the future. Had I known that would have been the last time we would see each other in the physical world, there would have been so much more I would have said to you. But now, I talk to you in spirit and can feel your energy around me everyday.
To my mother, Lisa Wright, and sisters, Chelle and Quelle, just know that I am here for you. I share this pain from the loss of our brother, and if you ever need someone to talk to, call me anytime. I love you all and will always keep in touch.
With that being said, long live Zay. Yoooooooo!!!!!
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