Justin Lawrence

Justin Lawrence

Thursday August 1, 2019

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I never knew or met you, but you seemed like a compassionate soul. I'm sorry you've lived such a lonely, isolated life. I promise I'll love and cherish your black kitty as much as you did. This is her forever home.
Comment | Posted at 12:22am via Condolence

Christina Seelen

Thank you Jay for being the amazing person you were. I was fortunate to have met you.

Love, Christina / Krispy
Comment | Posted at 06:42pm via Condolence

Francis Keys

His name was Random.

No, not the random guy meme. This was long before any of that. Prince Random of Amber, from the Roger Zelazny books. We must have met online in about 1979. No, that's not a typo. You read it right. We've been online together since the Carter administration.

We talked online. We learned to program. We played games. We met in real during late 1981 or early 1982. It happened in Bemidji, Minnesota, where I was hanging out with some other computer nerds for a few months. He and a bunch of our other online friends came up to party. His given name was Justin Kurt Lawrence, but later he preferred to be called Jay, so I'll call him that.

We had adventures. In 1985, we made Ghosthweel. It was a ten-line social computer system in the dialup days before the public Internet. We got an apartment together in downtown Minneapolis. We got wasted and jumped into the hot tub and then ran out into the snow on the balcony. We listened to the Pink Floyd, and Suzanne Vega, Pat Metheny, and Jean-Michel Jarre. We had the time of our lives.

We couldn't really afford our luxury apartment and went our separate ways. I got an apartment with a pretty girl and he moved to the Loring neighborhood where he'd live for the next 35 years. I got married and divorced, moved to California, and then landed back in the Loring neighborhood myself. In 1994, I bought a pretty nice Canon SLR and a cheap tripod. We went on ninja photo walks in the dark hours to shoot doorways and neon and traffic trails.

I moved to California with another pretty girl, moved back, went to college, studied art, and moved back to Minneapolis again. I'd visit with a bottle of wine and pastries or we'd stroll through Loring Park and the Sculpture Garden. We're both tea drinkers, Jay and I. We prefer honey to sweeten our tea, thank you.

He came to my apartment for Thanksgiving dinner a couple years back. He requested blueberry pie and it came out quite well. It became our new tradition for me to bake something for us, especially in the winter time. I'd mix up a batch of cookie dough and head over on a snowy day where we'd have tea while we waited for the oven.

He loved his kitties. He had many through the years. My best friend among them was Pouncer, a friendly Russian blue with a big voice. I think Jay had him for 19 years. I had a fat tabby named Harley Rumble in the 90s and 00s; he and Jay were good friends, too.

Jay Lawrence was my friend. We always looked out for each other. He was my partner in crime. He was my brother. We were never the kind of guys who talked about our feelings, but I'm sure Jay knew I loved him. I will miss him, and I will remember him. Rest in piece, old friend.
Comment | Posted at 11:27pm via Condolence

Brian Prenovost

I will miss my friend Jay very much. He was the brother I never really had. Rest in piece my Brother.
Comment | Posted at 09:33pm via Condolence

Monika Wahi

Rest in peace. I will miss you. Love Monika
Comment | Posted at 06:45am via Condolence

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