I’d like to extend my sincerest condolences to the entire Blaesing family.
To Blaine & Beth–though I never got to see you two or Brian very often, I think of you all the time. My first memory of Brian was when I was about 3 1/2 or 4 years old. Your grandpa Herb, Grandma Edna and Uncle Irving took us to the Shriners Circus. Beth wasn’t born, yet. Me being the extreme animal lover, I wanted to pet the bear in the center ring. I took off like a shot, Brian, who was about 10 yrs old, ran and scooped me up–returning me to my very grateful mother. My cousin saved me that day, though I wasn’t very happy with him. I really wanted to hug the big, fuzzy bear.
Then there was the time we all came over to your house in West Milwaukee. Brian was about 18. He had mail ordered a live tarantula which of course, he neglected to tell your mom about. Your mom told us about when she opened this container and the tarantula started moving, she said she screamed so loud the neighbors heard her. Luckily, even though she slammed the cover back on, Harry was okay. That was the first and only time I got to pet a live tarantula. I hope these memories can make you smile.
To me Brian was always a free spirit like the wind with that ponytail and those bright blue eyes. When you feel the wind against your face, know that he is with you. You’re in my thoughts and prayers.