About me: "This past weekend many, many of us lost an amazing person. Zack Finch was an uncle, a brother, a son, a grandson, a co-worker, but most of all he was a friend to all whose path he crossed. It's easy for some to say hold your head up or this too shall pass, and if you knew Zack, you'd know that's truly what he would have wanted no matter how difficult that seems right now. He'd want for all of those that he loved and for all of those that loved him to be proud of who he was and how he lived his life. Each one of us has been touched by this amazing man no matter how well you knew him. Live Fast, Die Awesome! " -ELLIE
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anyone that has stories or photos to share. please get in touch.
The ZACK FINCH Memorial Page's Friend Space (Top 8)
ZACK thank you for the STEELHEAD the other day and the sun through the clouds+++ awesome++++ HEAVEN is a place and you "my friend" shared a little withe me on EARTH
i dreamt of you last night, seemed so damn real i was sad to wake up. you were with laura, we were all at a party with close friends, most of which i didnt know, but i knew you and i was so happy to see you again. you had black hair and your tell tale stache and black glasses.
Still thinking about the time you threw beer at Parker at McCormicks and he cut you off man. that shit was only hilarious because you were wasted and kept cracking up with Doc as your silent buddy right next to ya. Miss ya man
Going through some old stuff yesterday, came across my senior year book. You drew a person bent over farting with the word DEAR POOF inside its gas......such beauty and classic Zack, it made me laugh. I miss you so much Sack Pinch. Think about you all the time.
"wheres the whisky we drank it all" "I got some cold medicne" "that ll do" wow that was a fun nite i dont think ill ever go back to central pizza it wont be the same
Was just thinking lots about you and missing you like always. Can't believe it has been more than a year. I feel like I saw you last week. Are you spying on me?
ok i remember these funny little things: you hating the bouncing souls, while you raidied my cds in the car the minute you got it, each time, asking 'where's your country bryn!?' being up in slagle's room and putting Darkbuster on, after they all put it on. i swear i knew all the words before picking up that album i heard it SO much that summer. White Castle adventures- with james and salena, or with you, me and doc, or just you and i needing to eat after a evening at mccormicks. Being @ Central, and us both calling Doc at once, then both texting Doc at once, because you wanted to see him and you knew i liked him lol. Infiltrating Slagle's comedy radio show using, EVERYONE's cell phone in the room, calling up badgering him lol. <3 good times!
ok i remember these funny little things: you hating the bouncing souls, while you raidied my cds in the car the minute you got it, each time, asking 'where's your country bryn!?' being up in slagle's room and putting Darkbuster on, after they all put it on. i swear i knew all the words before picking up that album i heard it SO much that summer. White Castle adventures- with james and salena, or with you, me and doc, or just you and i needing to eat after a evening at mccormicks. Being @ Central, and us both calling Doc at once, then both texting Doc at once, because you wanted to see him and you knew i liked him lol. Infiltrating Slagle's comedy radio show using, EVERYONE's cell phone in the room, calling up badgering him lol. <3 good times!
thanks for letting me have a dream of how we used to hang out, go to the court- and you playing my guitar when we'd hang at my house, and drive my doggie crazy. <3
Still think of you everyday - so many special and fun memories, they make me laugh and cry. You were the best person and friend anyone could ask for. Miss you bud.
I too cant believe its been a year Zack. I wish you had met my son, I think you two would have hit it off. You would get a kick out of him always stealing pens to tattoo himself;) Im heading up to Jersey soon, and it really sucks I wont get to see you when I get there. But your in my heart and memories and you are with us always!! xoxo
i can't believe 1 year already... i still think about you every single day... my 2 nephews are here visiting now and they told me that they know you are with them sometimes. i thought that was sweet... we all miss you zacky, more than you can imagine... love you always
you were in my dream the other night, saying you were wanting to cook me dinner, and needed to talk to me, but I didnt really hear what you were saying. bummer.
i miss you so much. i dont want a summer without you. me and salena were at bingo and from the years past being there, the usual was to head over to Central, and grab a slice-ah, and see everyone, including you (as well as figure out whose giving you a lift, which was never an inconvience!) i heard about the time u bumped yer car one night into your garage door when with doc too :)
I have never written to you before, but I really need your advice. I have suspected for some time now that my wife has been cheating on me. The usual signs; phone rings but if I answer, the caller hangs up. My wife has been going out with 'the girls' a lot recently although when I ask their names she always says, just some friends from work, you don't know them.'
I try to stay awake and look out for her when she comes home, but I usually fall asleep. Anyway, I have never approached the subject with my wife. I think deep down I just did not want to know the truth, but last night she went out again and I decided to finally check on her.
Around midnight, I hid in the garage behind my fishing poles so I could get a good view of the whole street when she arrived home from a night out with 'the girls.'
When she got out of the car she was buttoning up her blouse, and she took her panties out of her purse and slipped them on. It was at that moment, crouching behind my fishing poles, that I noticed a hairline crack where the grip meets the graphite shaft on my ex.light 7-6 fly rod.
Is this something I can fix myself or should I take it back to the pro-shop where I bought it?
I always think of this and figured I'd write it.... The day Zack came in for an interview at Hamilton Farm, I remember it perfectly. On the phone I specifically said to him, "Zack, now this is a really, really nice place. Just for the interview wear a nice shirt, a long one preferably to cover your tattoos, when you get the job it won't matter in the kitchen. I'm just not sure who you are going to speak with." "Yeah, Jenn, I will." Zack said. "You, Promise Zack?" "Yeah, of course, I'll look good, don't worry about it.":
Two hours later I look up from the bar and see Zack standing at the mahogoney entrance way wearing a collared short sleeve dress shirt, unbuttoned, tattoos showing, with a band's tee-shirt underneath and an old pair of jeans. He looked at me smiled, put his hands up and shrugged, giving me a "how do I look" face. I laughed, shook my head and gave him an eye-roll.
Bruno and him talked in the library for a good hour. When they came out Bruno walked by me smiling and said, "He has the job, he's great!"
How stupid of me to think someone would have judged Zack after speaking with him, it was impossible not to love him, he won everyone over effortlessly. He was always himself and never cared what anyone thought. A part of me wished I had been more like him, so much confidence and kindness. And like so many other times in my life, I was proud to be his friend at that moment, and always.
doc told me about the time u him and greg were driving up to go fishing, and u said 'hey doc, bryns not with chris anymore', and greg asked 'whose bryn?' and u replied, this really hot girl with big boobs who totally likes doc a whole lot!' best stories hehe
