There are no words, yet I feel compelled to write. Though I have not been in touch with you, Amir, much since high school, the picture I have of you in my head is crystal clear. Your piercing blue eyes, sincere smile, and kind ways have consumed my thoughts over the past few days. The word that comes to my mind is “individual.” During high school, at a time when most people conformed to get by and fit in, you managed to be your own person and do your own thing. From what I’ve heard and read, it seems you continued in this path in the years following high school, pursuing your dreams and touching people’s lives. You are already missed so much, Amir, and by so many people . . . To my fellow Ramaz classmates: It’s been 10 years . . . Let’s take the time to reflect on the important things in life. Let’s learn from each other and be inspired by one another . . . To the Lopatin Family: I was unable to attend the funeral or pay a shiva call this week because I live in Israel. I feel so far away, but at the same time I know what a strong connection your family has to Israel and that makes me feel a bit closer. You are in my thoughts and prayers. May God give you the strength and courage to deal with this, and may you find comfort in thinking about who Amir was and all that he accomplished in his short lifetime.
