> Really had Hilton on my mind today. Just wanted to share a moment I had with him.
>
> Hilton and I would always race. We couldnt always keep up with the tiny asian kids from york! But Hilton and I had a similar build so we liked to fool around. I remember drafting Hilton down the long run at Jefferson Forest and we started at the back. Around the middle of the run there is a flat spot and all the light riders lose all their speed, but Hilton and I came charging through like a bull and past everyone. We were so PUMPED afterwards. That feeling, the adrenaline, is awesome.
>
> This morning was really nice with the grief speaker. But fuck it made me realize how much this situation sucks. I still haven't accepted it and I don't want to. I want to skate with my buddy. Here come some tears.....
Love
Chris.........skater buddy...
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Posted by tim for chris.....
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I love stories.... I need to collect them..... All of them so years from now... Family... Hiltons- nieces and nephew... Staff - friends, and family can look at this blog and Remember...remember everything........ Everydetail and silly little thing of Hilton Byrne-s life......
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Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Two fingers from the cousins from the slums in halifax....???
Things like this would make Hilton so happy to know that katie, alex, kat you and jessa are all talking again...
Hilton had tried once an awhile to make contact with you guys.... Over the last few years... You guys were a huge hole in his, kats and my life..
HE would BE so HAPPY.... For us, that we are reunited
Love you guys.....
From kellie-mom Hiltons step mom for 17 years, a story about Hiltons one and only semester in university and kellie went to visit.......
When Hilton went out to UBC I went out to Kelowna to visit him mid way through the semester. Hilton loved BC and his time at the university.
He was really excited to show me his room ( I'm sure it took him all day to clean it!) , and his most recent longboarding video. He loved the campus which is sort of situated on a hill because he could ride his longboard to classes. He did so much longboarding there, that I remember him telling me that he felt like his calves were lopsided....that one had become far more muscular and his jeans felt tighter on the one leg.
I took him out for lunch and shopping for some food and other stuff he needed. I remember we saw the Kings of Leon cd and he told me that I needed to buy it..that I would love it....so I did. We got back in the car, and heading back to the university, we listened to it....and he was right, I did love it....I still do, and makes me think of him whenever I hear it.
When I brought him back to his room, I went in with him and I noticed a book he had on his shelf. It was a book that I had heard of and was interested in reading and I asked him about it. He told me he really liked it and I picked up the book to take a look at it. As he was giving me a summary of what it was about, I opened the front cover and one, lone rolling paper fell out and fluttered slowly down to the floor. He stopped talking, got flustered...I think he blushed a little...and quickly picked it up and stuffed it in his pocket. He quickly changed the subject.
It made me smile...I miss him.
He was really excited to show me his room ( I'm sure it took him all day to clean it!) , and his most recent longboarding video. He loved the campus which is sort of situated on a hill because he could ride his longboard to classes. He did so much longboarding there, that I remember him telling me that he felt like his calves were lopsided....that one had become far more muscular and his jeans felt tighter on the one leg.
I took him out for lunch and shopping for some food and other stuff he needed. I remember we saw the Kings of Leon cd and he told me that I needed to buy it..that I would love it....so I did. We got back in the car, and heading back to the university, we listened to it....and he was right, I did love it....I still do, and makes me think of him whenever I hear it.
When I brought him back to his room, I went in with him and I noticed a book he had on his shelf. It was a book that I had heard of and was interested in reading and I asked him about it. He told me he really liked it and I picked up the book to take a look at it. As he was giving me a summary of what it was about, I opened the front cover and one, lone rolling paper fell out and fluttered slowly down to the floor. He stopped talking, got flustered...I think he blushed a little...and quickly picked it up and stuffed it in his pocket. He quickly changed the subject.
It made me smile...I miss him.
30 days since Hilton s death........ ( A little story about his first cut at work)
My office is doing bereavement counselling today,
I was ask not to come,
I like the rest of my family are have a tough time handling this new normal without hilton.
My team at byrne partners and stadia have work with him for 5.5 years 20 months full time and 4 years part-time
And are having a tough time too......
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I remember that fist summer he work at the shop,
I had just purchased the company from my brothers and Hilton and I were in the shop he was 15 years old...
(Off the record: WSIB is gonna kill me....)
Deep breath....
He was 15 and we were moving glass in the shop..
In aurora...
I tipped this piece of glass toward hilton flat up on edge, corner , in the biz its called rolling....
We were on our 50th piece and pretty comfortable doing this task...
Hilton look the wrong way and boom as I rolled it up his hand got pinched between the glass and a rack and ouch right through the glass gloves I cut his finger right next to his pinky on his right hand...
And its a bleeder.....
Good meat,
so....un - like my dad who would handed me a roll of masking tape...
Off to the hospital we went... I told hilti to shut up as we walk in because he is not allowed by law to. Work in the shop until he is 16....
Which is stupid in my books... But whatever....
As the doctor comes in...
With a tray , needles, and alcohol wipes...
Hilton is gonna get his first 3 stitches in his hand...
I said... Son.... Welcome to the business.... This was your real first day of your 50 year career in the glass business.........
He look so pissed off,
he said: no way......I am not I doing this for the rest of my life!!!!!..
as the doctor is sticking him with his first stitch.......
I giggled..... A little, and actually held his other hand to help manage the fear and the pain...
His hand was dirty, and rough like a man........
Ironic.......
this past summer he told me that he want to run the company..
(Sigh)
I was ask not to come,
I like the rest of my family are have a tough time handling this new normal without hilton.
My team at byrne partners and stadia have work with him for 5.5 years 20 months full time and 4 years part-time
And are having a tough time too......
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I remember that fist summer he work at the shop,
I had just purchased the company from my brothers and Hilton and I were in the shop he was 15 years old...
(Off the record: WSIB is gonna kill me....)
Deep breath....
He was 15 and we were moving glass in the shop..
In aurora...
I tipped this piece of glass toward hilton flat up on edge, corner , in the biz its called rolling....
We were on our 50th piece and pretty comfortable doing this task...
Hilton look the wrong way and boom as I rolled it up his hand got pinched between the glass and a rack and ouch right through the glass gloves I cut his finger right next to his pinky on his right hand...
And its a bleeder.....
Good meat,
so....un - like my dad who would handed me a roll of masking tape...
Off to the hospital we went... I told hilti to shut up as we walk in because he is not allowed by law to. Work in the shop until he is 16....
Which is stupid in my books... But whatever....
As the doctor comes in...
With a tray , needles, and alcohol wipes...
Hilton is gonna get his first 3 stitches in his hand...
I said... Son.... Welcome to the business.... This was your real first day of your 50 year career in the glass business.........
He look so pissed off,
he said: no way......I am not I doing this for the rest of my life!!!!!..
as the doctor is sticking him with his first stitch.......
I giggled..... A little, and actually held his other hand to help manage the fear and the pain...
His hand was dirty, and rough like a man........
Ironic.......
this past summer he told me that he want to run the company..
(Sigh)
Sunday, November 28, 2010
The one day road trips
In december I would wait for a big snow fall and then as soon as I knew mt. Tremblant was gonna get a dump of snow... I would grab Ciaran ( a young lad who was living with us , a very close family friends child, I love Ciaran so much like he was my own)
Ciaran and I would bolt and go snowboarding..... Drive out at 3am
Get to. Tremblant quebec at 9:30am
Slap on our boards snow board and pound the hill til 4pm and drive back to toronto....
Shit this was fun.......
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For what ever reason hilton was not allowed to go, or he was working..... Or he had to do something with his mom......
But he was always bummed out.....
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Then there was that year, I think he was working at kenmark at the time....
Hilton would still talk about this...
It had snow so much we left the day before, stopped in ottawa, hung out at Ian and david house on a sofa,
Where this nocturnal dog kept jumping on my chest..... Every time I scored
We got up at 7am and were snow boarding at 9am in mt tremblant..... Snow was deep, not to cold,
And we hit so much powder
Ian, david, ciaran and hilton and I,
Ian was scared to go in the deep snow cause there wasn't much of a base.. And he started call Ian
Gina. Or for the people that don't get that vagina... He called he Gina, so fucking funny....
This was hiltons real
first "man trip"
I don't think any of us drank a beer, smoked a joint... Played cards.... We work really hard snowboarding
we laughed As hard,
We drove back to ottawa, and toronto that night,
Wok up sunday in bed at our homes
With the best one day 15 hours of driving story ever....
I think this was the fist time I realised he could keep up to me on a snow baord....
Ian , David and Ciaran,
I miss you ,
And
Hilton loved you............
and look up to you So much...
And he was so sad when our relationship went in the shitter...
Its a shame the last 21 months we struggled to have a relationship....
HE LOVED YOU 3 like you were his brothers....
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I miss hilton so much...
Maybe for old times we could go snowboarding.....
Ciaran and I would bolt and go snowboarding..... Drive out at 3am
Get to. Tremblant quebec at 9:30am
Slap on our boards snow board and pound the hill til 4pm and drive back to toronto....
Shit this was fun.......
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For what ever reason hilton was not allowed to go, or he was working..... Or he had to do something with his mom......
But he was always bummed out.....
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Then there was that year, I think he was working at kenmark at the time....
Hilton would still talk about this...
It had snow so much we left the day before, stopped in ottawa, hung out at Ian and david house on a sofa,
Where this nocturnal dog kept jumping on my chest..... Every time I scored
We got up at 7am and were snow boarding at 9am in mt tremblant..... Snow was deep, not to cold,
And we hit so much powder
Ian, david, ciaran and hilton and I,
Ian was scared to go in the deep snow cause there wasn't much of a base.. And he started call Ian
Gina. Or for the people that don't get that vagina... He called he Gina, so fucking funny....
This was hiltons real
first "man trip"
I don't think any of us drank a beer, smoked a joint... Played cards.... We work really hard snowboarding
we laughed As hard,
We drove back to ottawa, and toronto that night,
Wok up sunday in bed at our homes
With the best one day 15 hours of driving story ever....
I think this was the fist time I realised he could keep up to me on a snow baord....
Ian , David and Ciaran,
I miss you ,
And
Hilton loved you............
and look up to you So much...
And he was so sad when our relationship went in the shitter...
Its a shame the last 21 months we struggled to have a relationship....
HE LOVED YOU 3 like you were his brothers....
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I miss hilton so much...
Maybe for old times we could go snowboarding.....
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Day one, our thanksgiving.
1:30 pm kellie calls me on my phone and tells me to come home...
As I turn the corner heading west on my street I can see the OPP cruiser in our drive way, from the stop sign, as I turn right off of edward.... First thought in my head was hilton got arrested for long boarding , smoking pot .... What ever, I used to tell him it was illegal and if he got caught ... I would leave him over night in jail.... Hehehe
I pulled up 1/3 on the side walk 1/3 on the drive way, 1/3 on the street..... Starsky and hutch style, right. Behind the black and white, bright sunny day thanksgiving day, the smell of turkey in the air.
Kellie standing with a police officer, and the edge of the walk way, arms crossed, eyebrows collapsed, looking in shock, and she blurts out
" Hilton has been in a life threatening accident!"
I said: Where is he?
Police man: In a helicopter! Going to st. Michaels hospital.
Me:: what a happens?
Cop: hit a motorcycle doing 70 km, he has head injuries
( Panic in my mind.... Spinning , must Think... I hug kellie) while mid hug i said: how long until he is there?
Cop: soon ,
I knew it was bad, they never send a cop to your house... Its like a movie right, get it..... Like a GOD DAMN movie... Never do you get a helicopter ride ... Never do you go
I can't drive that would be stupid, I need to be there when they land,
I look around, crossed the street, to the one person I knew 24 hours around the clock, would drop everything... Gary, and said drive me to the hospital, drive me to st. Mikes
,no please ,
or why...
He said yes.....got up got his keys.
I told kellie I would call, I told herd to call the hospital find out where he is going , what floor , everything so we know where we are going when we hit the hospital.
Kellie nodded, she had to stay back , georga as here and we had family coming over for dinner... Some it would be two late to call,
Time : 1:30pm oct 30 2010
Gary and I get in the car, its a 60 minute drive, on a good day, could be 120 knowing toronto.
I told gary to get coffee.. From tim hortans
And we got on the highway heading south bound... Fuck Gary drives so slow...
I called penny hiltons mom, and told her the problem, and said I'm coming to get her,........
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2:45pm
9th floor ICU :
From the first hour penny and I entered the hospital,
We spoke to one doctor and can't remember who he was...
He said if we can keep him alive for 24 hours... This is a good thing...
And then we saw hilton....
a lovely lady named laurie cam in
She said she was from spiritual care.......
OMG, never has my heart ever pounded so much... I'm sure penny was in the same place.....
Spiritual care... Ouch.. Like a move... If she starts giving last right and a blessing I'm gonna punch her...
So surreal......
I said: " we don't need spiritual care!" He is not going to die......... I was stern . Direct and I turn a way...
Go away laurie, fuck off
Right to her face, I was so rude..... Might as well get used to it.... I'm gonna be a bull in a china shop.... And this is the only reason to be one......... HILTON my boy..
Gave the rolling wide eye look to penny, and she gave it to me... ( Lieu laurie Is an idiot..... Gonna die fuck her....
Laurie said she would be around if she needed us...
And left
Man oh man uch.... She gave me the willies.....
Then on the 2cd hour, doctors every where, spleen. Brain, liver, lung. Kidney.
while we stand over our son I tun to go outside so I don't vomiting and a 2cd non doctor lady touches my shoulder and say in a soft hyper voice, ( she was short , I'm 6'3" , so everyone is short, ) looks like liza menelle... I don't think she could sing....
She say:
I will walk with you....
And she begins:
I'm collette and I'm a social worker here at st. Mikes and I'm here when ever you need me I'm a "page" or a phone call away.....
I said: oh my god... Your not from spiritual care here to read The last right to my son cause if you are... And this is a big trick... I'm gonna stop talking....and tell you to fuck off....
Collete, giggled looked down at the floor and said
Nope, your boys is not gonna die today...and I'm mot from spirtual care...
Let's walk....
We ended up at the north end of the 9the floor in a corner of a hallway , where left over , broken bed, and wheelchairs are, dim lights..
This little shitty area quiet, calm area...... became
For the next 20 days
"COLLETTES CORNER"...
A place of peace, to nap, and talk.....
Just for me........
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The next few stories are about collette.........
As I turn the corner heading west on my street I can see the OPP cruiser in our drive way, from the stop sign, as I turn right off of edward.... First thought in my head was hilton got arrested for long boarding , smoking pot .... What ever, I used to tell him it was illegal and if he got caught ... I would leave him over night in jail.... Hehehe
I pulled up 1/3 on the side walk 1/3 on the drive way, 1/3 on the street..... Starsky and hutch style, right. Behind the black and white, bright sunny day thanksgiving day, the smell of turkey in the air.
Kellie standing with a police officer, and the edge of the walk way, arms crossed, eyebrows collapsed, looking in shock, and she blurts out
" Hilton has been in a life threatening accident!"
I said: Where is he?
Police man: In a helicopter! Going to st. Michaels hospital.
Me:: what a happens?
Cop: hit a motorcycle doing 70 km, he has head injuries
( Panic in my mind.... Spinning , must Think... I hug kellie) while mid hug i said: how long until he is there?
Cop: soon ,
I knew it was bad, they never send a cop to your house... Its like a movie right, get it..... Like a GOD DAMN movie... Never do you get a helicopter ride ... Never do you go
I can't drive that would be stupid, I need to be there when they land,
I look around, crossed the street, to the one person I knew 24 hours around the clock, would drop everything... Gary, and said drive me to the hospital, drive me to st. Mikes
,no please ,
or why...
He said yes.....got up got his keys.
I told kellie I would call, I told herd to call the hospital find out where he is going , what floor , everything so we know where we are going when we hit the hospital.
Kellie nodded, she had to stay back , georga as here and we had family coming over for dinner... Some it would be two late to call,
Time : 1:30pm oct 30 2010
Gary and I get in the car, its a 60 minute drive, on a good day, could be 120 knowing toronto.
I told gary to get coffee.. From tim hortans
And we got on the highway heading south bound... Fuck Gary drives so slow...
I called penny hiltons mom, and told her the problem, and said I'm coming to get her,........
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2:45pm
9th floor ICU :
From the first hour penny and I entered the hospital,
We spoke to one doctor and can't remember who he was...
He said if we can keep him alive for 24 hours... This is a good thing...
And then we saw hilton....
a lovely lady named laurie cam in
She said she was from spiritual care.......
OMG, never has my heart ever pounded so much... I'm sure penny was in the same place.....
Spiritual care... Ouch.. Like a move... If she starts giving last right and a blessing I'm gonna punch her...
So surreal......
I said: " we don't need spiritual care!" He is not going to die......... I was stern . Direct and I turn a way...
Go away laurie, fuck off
Right to her face, I was so rude..... Might as well get used to it.... I'm gonna be a bull in a china shop.... And this is the only reason to be one......... HILTON my boy..
Gave the rolling wide eye look to penny, and she gave it to me... ( Lieu laurie Is an idiot..... Gonna die fuck her....
Laurie said she would be around if she needed us...
And left
Man oh man uch.... She gave me the willies.....
Then on the 2cd hour, doctors every where, spleen. Brain, liver, lung. Kidney.
while we stand over our son I tun to go outside so I don't vomiting and a 2cd non doctor lady touches my shoulder and say in a soft hyper voice, ( she was short , I'm 6'3" , so everyone is short, ) looks like liza menelle... I don't think she could sing....
She say:
I will walk with you....
And she begins:
I'm collette and I'm a social worker here at st. Mikes and I'm here when ever you need me I'm a "page" or a phone call away.....
I said: oh my god... Your not from spiritual care here to read The last right to my son cause if you are... And this is a big trick... I'm gonna stop talking....and tell you to fuck off....
Collete, giggled looked down at the floor and said
Nope, your boys is not gonna die today...and I'm mot from spirtual care...
Let's walk....
We ended up at the north end of the 9the floor in a corner of a hallway , where left over , broken bed, and wheelchairs are, dim lights..
This little shitty area quiet, calm area...... became
For the next 20 days
"COLLETTES CORNER"...
A place of peace, to nap, and talk.....
Just for me........
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The next few stories are about collette.........
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