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		<title>By: garretthinchey</title>
		<link>http://garretthinchey.com/2010/07/26/an-open-letter-to-john-tumchewics/#comment-214</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2012 04:18:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey man, looks like they finally got you on Facebook so I&#039;m just going to put this here. Hopefully you can find a way to read it somehow.

I&#039;ve just been thinking about you a lot lately, man. As life goes on and we get older the memories and goofy stories (and you know there were a ton of them) start to fade, but the one thing that&#039;s really stuck with me, and even been amplified, is the impact you had on my life. I really didn&#039;t realize how much I really try and emulate you - your personality around both old friends and new, your ability to keep people happy and together even when the situation doesn&#039;t call for it in the least, and that idea that when you leave someone, always leave them looking forward to seeing you again.

These are things I try and do every day, and I hope you know that you&#039;re the first person I think of when I think of all of them. I guess you really just don&#039;t fully realize the impact somebody has on you until their gone.

Your mom gave me a Leatherman with your initials on it, I keep it with me all the time. It&#039;s the perfect reminder, really - it&#039;s always there when I need it, no matter the situation. From fixing power outlets to opening beers :).

I miss you, man. Hope you&#039;re having a blast up there.

Garrett]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey man, looks like they finally got you on Facebook so I&#8217;m just going to put this here. Hopefully you can find a way to read it somehow.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve just been thinking about you a lot lately, man. As life goes on and we get older the memories and goofy stories (and you know there were a ton of them) start to fade, but the one thing that&#8217;s really stuck with me, and even been amplified, is the impact you had on my life. I really didn&#8217;t realize how much I really try and emulate you &#8211; your personality around both old friends and new, your ability to keep people happy and together even when the situation doesn&#8217;t call for it in the least, and that idea that when you leave someone, always leave them looking forward to seeing you again.</p>
<p>These are things I try and do every day, and I hope you know that you&#8217;re the first person I think of when I think of all of them. I guess you really just don&#8217;t fully realize the impact somebody has on you until their gone.</p>
<p>Your mom gave me a Leatherman with your initials on it, I keep it with me all the time. It&#8217;s the perfect reminder, really &#8211; it&#8217;s always there when I need it, no matter the situation. From fixing power outlets to opening beers <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> .</p>
<p>I miss you, man. Hope you&#8217;re having a blast up there.</p>
<p>Garrett</p>
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		<title>By: Joyce Caines</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 04:52:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hi John, I was out at Science Tundra Camp in 2005 at Daring Lake, the year you went with about 15 other students.You were so much fun to be around, self-effacing and quirky brilliant. People felt good just being around you.I knew that whatever you chose to do in life that you would be the best at it. I haven&#039;t been able to send a card to your mom and dad and your sisters. I&#039;m sure words are inadequate to comfort them. They will miss you beyond measure. You leaving so early is a huge loss to many whose lives you had an impact on and to those you hadn&#039;t had a chance to yet. I think you were a Science guy but I expect you could appreciate a bit of lit. So here is a poem by Rainer Maria Rilke dedicated to you and for your family and your friends, who are missing you greatly.

The Sonnets To Orpheus:Book 2:XIII  by R.M. Rilke (trans. Stephen Mitchell)

Be ahead of all parting, as though it already were
behind you, like the winter that has just gone by.
For among these winters there is one so endlessly winter
that only by wintering through it all will your heart survive.

Be forever dead in Eurydice-more gladly arise
into the seamless life proclaimed in your song.
Here, in the realm of decline, among momentary days,
be the crystal cup that shattered even as it rang.

Be-and yet know the great void where all things begin,
the inifinite source of your own most intense vibration,
so that, this once, you may give it your perfect assent.

To all that is used-up, and to all the muffled and dumb
creatures in the world&#039;s full reserve, the unsayable sums,
joyfully add yourself, and cancel the count.

It was wonderful to know you John.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi John, I was out at Science Tundra Camp in 2005 at Daring Lake, the year you went with about 15 other students.You were so much fun to be around, self-effacing and quirky brilliant. People felt good just being around you.I knew that whatever you chose to do in life that you would be the best at it. I haven&#8217;t been able to send a card to your mom and dad and your sisters. I&#8217;m sure words are inadequate to comfort them. They will miss you beyond measure. You leaving so early is a huge loss to many whose lives you had an impact on and to those you hadn&#8217;t had a chance to yet. I think you were a Science guy but I expect you could appreciate a bit of lit. So here is a poem by Rainer Maria Rilke dedicated to you and for your family and your friends, who are missing you greatly.</p>
<p>The Sonnets To Orpheus:Book 2:XIII  by R.M. Rilke (trans. Stephen Mitchell)</p>
<p>Be ahead of all parting, as though it already were<br />
behind you, like the winter that has just gone by.<br />
For among these winters there is one so endlessly winter<br />
that only by wintering through it all will your heart survive.</p>
<p>Be forever dead in Eurydice-more gladly arise<br />
into the seamless life proclaimed in your song.<br />
Here, in the realm of decline, among momentary days,<br />
be the crystal cup that shattered even as it rang.</p>
<p>Be-and yet know the great void where all things begin,<br />
the inifinite source of your own most intense vibration,<br />
so that, this once, you may give it your perfect assent.</p>
<p>To all that is used-up, and to all the muffled and dumb<br />
creatures in the world&#8217;s full reserve, the unsayable sums,<br />
joyfully add yourself, and cancel the count.</p>
<p>It was wonderful to know you John.</p>
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		<title>By: A Short Thank You &#171; Garrett Hinchey: Havin&#039; a Time</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[A Short Thank You &#171; Garrett Hinchey: Havin&#039; a Time]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2010 17:10:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Nicole Krivan</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Nicole Krivan]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2010 09:10:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey John,

it&#039;s unreal that you are no longer with us. I know we weren&#039;t very close, but I definitely have great memories of you from Sir John. You were a genuinely amazing person who was always able to put a smile on anyone&#039;s face, including mine. Everyone down here is thinking of you and missing you so very much. It&#039;s so unfortunate that you were taken from us so early on in your life, but I suppose things happen for a reason. Maybe your path was to continue and do great things in other places. We never know when our last day will be therefore we must live each day to the fullest, you definitely fulfilled that conquest. John, you will be missed dearly and thought of often. I wish you only the best.

Take care of yourself up there,

Nicole]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey John,</p>
<p>it&#8217;s unreal that you are no longer with us. I know we weren&#8217;t very close, but I definitely have great memories of you from Sir John. You were a genuinely amazing person who was always able to put a smile on anyone&#8217;s face, including mine. Everyone down here is thinking of you and missing you so very much. It&#8217;s so unfortunate that you were taken from us so early on in your life, but I suppose things happen for a reason. Maybe your path was to continue and do great things in other places. We never know when our last day will be therefore we must live each day to the fullest, you definitely fulfilled that conquest. John, you will be missed dearly and thought of often. I wish you only the best.</p>
<p>Take care of yourself up there,</p>
<p>Nicole</p>
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		<title>By: linna o'hara</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[linna o'hara]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jul 2010 20:35:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[john

hope you can read all of these amazing things people have to say about you! i&#039;m sure deep down you knew how much everyone loved your company, it was quite apparent with all the laughs that were constantly pouring out of anyone within earshot of you :) 
LOVE reading all these memories (such a great idea garrett), they&#039;re making me laugh and cry at the same time. so many hilarious moments. you always had such a presence, whether it be dressing up as the abovementioned rafiki costume, or as k-fed back in high school, rap battles and all in the foyer. as goofy and hilarious that you were, you also had an extremely caring side as well. your heart was so incredibly big, and we all cherish that. 
i feel so, so lucky to have had you in my life, and even though i wish it could have been for a longer time, and even though i&#039;m sad that you&#039;re gone, i&#039;ll try to stay positive and focus on the countless, great memories we all had with you.

johnny t., i miss you
i&#039;ll be thinking of you always

linna]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>john</p>
<p>hope you can read all of these amazing things people have to say about you! i&#8217;m sure deep down you knew how much everyone loved your company, it was quite apparent with all the laughs that were constantly pouring out of anyone within earshot of you <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
LOVE reading all these memories (such a great idea garrett), they&#8217;re making me laugh and cry at the same time. so many hilarious moments. you always had such a presence, whether it be dressing up as the abovementioned rafiki costume, or as k-fed back in high school, rap battles and all in the foyer. as goofy and hilarious that you were, you also had an extremely caring side as well. your heart was so incredibly big, and we all cherish that.<br />
i feel so, so lucky to have had you in my life, and even though i wish it could have been for a longer time, and even though i&#8217;m sad that you&#8217;re gone, i&#8217;ll try to stay positive and focus on the countless, great memories we all had with you.</p>
<p>johnny t., i miss you<br />
i&#8217;ll be thinking of you always</p>
<p>linna</p>
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		<title>By: Andre McIntee</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Andre McIntee]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jul 2010 05:26:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[John,
I don&#039;t even know where to begin. When I had gotten word about the accident, I broke down, I broke down hard. Losing both of you so suddenly was one of the greatest shocks I&#039;ve ever gotten. The past couple of days had been tough, Sunday especially. I made the trip out to Elk Lake and met up with Dave and Blair by chance.
Figuring everything out and traveling gave me so much time to look back on the year. And when I got a link to this site, it just made so much more memories rush back. You&#039;ve changed me over the year and I carry memories of you everywhere. My leg, scarred from our first attempt on Chuck&#039;s dirtbikes. Riding around the back yard with massive grins, more so you than I, what with the Joker smile and all. And of course we slowly gained confidence moving up gears and doing our half-assed wheelies. But everything got crazier when we decide to rip down the highway to get to that back trail. Uninsured and unregistered, we set off with the basic advice of, &quot;If you guys get stopped or followed, you don&#039;t know me and don&#039;t come back to the house.&quot; We really did luck out, dodging cops all after without even know it. And just the reaction we both had to the first puddle of mud, trying to scramble around it. Thank god you were ahead of me, it gave me some warning and i managed to avoid it. You, however, didn&#039;t quite manage to get around that first one so well, or at all for that matter. And of course when we got back to the house, you had made it out scot-free, aside from the mud clots you were wearing. Not until you came back from the second trip, completely giddy from Matt A. flipping over his handlebars into a massive puddle did you get any injury. Taking the ditch to make the highway ride more interesting and losing your balance as soon as you were airborne. Definitely one of the great days topped with cold beer and Matt, you and I standing in the driveway stripped to our boxers while April tended our wounds.
Any outing was made interesting with your presence, including the massive amounts of coffee runs made towards the end of the year.
One the outstanding nights was the night we passed our flight tests. Only us classy folks drink that much on a Wednesday evening. Many a nights spent at the Moose were thoroughly enjoyed by the entire class. Most of which those nights we were emerged in one of your many stories.
What I&#039;m trying to say is, Ethan and you were two of the greats. At least some of the greatest I&#039;ve ever met. And only spending those few short months with you had really influenced me in ways you&#039;d probably never had expected. And as other have noted, you&#039;re probably sitting somewhere, right alongside Ethan, laughing at us for being soft. Soft or not, this is what you&#039;ve done to us, you&#039;ll never be forgotten and you will always be sorely missed.
As you wrote about me in the book you gave me, I&#039;ll write about you John, You are the man.
-Andre &quot;Frenchman&quot; McIntee]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>John,<br />
I don&#8217;t even know where to begin. When I had gotten word about the accident, I broke down, I broke down hard. Losing both of you so suddenly was one of the greatest shocks I&#8217;ve ever gotten. The past couple of days had been tough, Sunday especially. I made the trip out to Elk Lake and met up with Dave and Blair by chance.<br />
Figuring everything out and traveling gave me so much time to look back on the year. And when I got a link to this site, it just made so much more memories rush back. You&#8217;ve changed me over the year and I carry memories of you everywhere. My leg, scarred from our first attempt on Chuck&#8217;s dirtbikes. Riding around the back yard with massive grins, more so you than I, what with the Joker smile and all. And of course we slowly gained confidence moving up gears and doing our half-assed wheelies. But everything got crazier when we decide to rip down the highway to get to that back trail. Uninsured and unregistered, we set off with the basic advice of, &#8220;If you guys get stopped or followed, you don&#8217;t know me and don&#8217;t come back to the house.&#8221; We really did luck out, dodging cops all after without even know it. And just the reaction we both had to the first puddle of mud, trying to scramble around it. Thank god you were ahead of me, it gave me some warning and i managed to avoid it. You, however, didn&#8217;t quite manage to get around that first one so well, or at all for that matter. And of course when we got back to the house, you had made it out scot-free, aside from the mud clots you were wearing. Not until you came back from the second trip, completely giddy from Matt A. flipping over his handlebars into a massive puddle did you get any injury. Taking the ditch to make the highway ride more interesting and losing your balance as soon as you were airborne. Definitely one of the great days topped with cold beer and Matt, you and I standing in the driveway stripped to our boxers while April tended our wounds.<br />
Any outing was made interesting with your presence, including the massive amounts of coffee runs made towards the end of the year.<br />
One the outstanding nights was the night we passed our flight tests. Only us classy folks drink that much on a Wednesday evening. Many a nights spent at the Moose were thoroughly enjoyed by the entire class. Most of which those nights we were emerged in one of your many stories.<br />
What I&#8217;m trying to say is, Ethan and you were two of the greats. At least some of the greatest I&#8217;ve ever met. And only spending those few short months with you had really influenced me in ways you&#8217;d probably never had expected. And as other have noted, you&#8217;re probably sitting somewhere, right alongside Ethan, laughing at us for being soft. Soft or not, this is what you&#8217;ve done to us, you&#8217;ll never be forgotten and you will always be sorely missed.<br />
As you wrote about me in the book you gave me, I&#8217;ll write about you John, You are the man.<br />
-Andre &#8220;Frenchman&#8221; McIntee</p>
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		<title>By: Christel Gebauer</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Christel Gebauer]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jul 2010 04:52:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thank you Garrett for that beautiful letter about Cousin John (his dad is my cousin on our Moms&#039; side).  It brought tears to my eyes; it was so moving.  I am so glad he had a friend like you in his life.  The tears are never far off, since hearing about John.  We live in BC now and unfortunately are not able to make it for the funeral.  John&#039;s passing is a hard thing to take, but at least he is with his Grandfather now!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you Garrett for that beautiful letter about Cousin John (his dad is my cousin on our Moms&#8217; side).  It brought tears to my eyes; it was so moving.  I am so glad he had a friend like you in his life.  The tears are never far off, since hearing about John.  We live in BC now and unfortunately are not able to make it for the funeral.  John&#8217;s passing is a hard thing to take, but at least he is with his Grandfather now!</p>
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		<title>By: Bryannah James</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Bryannah James]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 17:43:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey John,

A month or two ago you messaged me on facebook to see how things have been since I left the North..and I thought, man am I lucky to have made a friend with Johnny T. We were friends for a short period of time when I lived there, but in that period of time you really left an impression. You were always smiling, making some funny joke, or just being there when someone needed you. John, you are one of the few people in the world I can honestly say is a genuine person who has a heart of gold and wasn&#039;t afraid to help others out, even if it was a simple smile. I still remember when Danielle and I went to your house and we saw &quot;Blasting Zone&quot; on your bedroom door, and I spat hot chocolate all over Dani, because it was just too funny. Man, hanging out with you was a riot, and always a great time.  I wont forget track and field practises and Hay River with you, you always made it such a fun time. I looked forward to practises because I knew at somepoint I would get to hangout with you and that made everything that much better. 

I came home from work the other night and turned on my laptop. I usually facebook creep like a madwoman, but for some reason the other night I didn&#039;t do it. That is when I got the news. I may be on the East Coast, but you would be suprised how fast news travels. Bruser sent me a message saying &quot;Hey did you hear what happened to John?&quot; and I just stared at my screen. You had only messaged me a month ago, so I said &quot; No?&quot; - and he then told me and I couldn&#039;t believe it. I went on your facebook, saw the comments and sat emotionless at my computer. It didn&#039;t fully hit me until today that you were gone. I read all the stories people had about you, and started crying. I miss you buddy. I&#039;m sorry we didn&#039;t stay at close over the years...but, wherever you are, I want you to know that you are such an amazing person, and I am so happy to have known you, for however brief. 

You no longer are here to help me clean up hot chocolate because I cannot hold in my laughter..but every cup I have from hereon out, is for you. Wherever you are Johnny, I hope you know how many lives you touched, and people who cared about you. I miss you a lot buddy...everyone has a guardian angel, and I know your looking over all of us. 

&lt;3]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey John,</p>
<p>A month or two ago you messaged me on facebook to see how things have been since I left the North..and I thought, man am I lucky to have made a friend with Johnny T. We were friends for a short period of time when I lived there, but in that period of time you really left an impression. You were always smiling, making some funny joke, or just being there when someone needed you. John, you are one of the few people in the world I can honestly say is a genuine person who has a heart of gold and wasn&#8217;t afraid to help others out, even if it was a simple smile. I still remember when Danielle and I went to your house and we saw &#8220;Blasting Zone&#8221; on your bedroom door, and I spat hot chocolate all over Dani, because it was just too funny. Man, hanging out with you was a riot, and always a great time.  I wont forget track and field practises and Hay River with you, you always made it such a fun time. I looked forward to practises because I knew at somepoint I would get to hangout with you and that made everything that much better. </p>
<p>I came home from work the other night and turned on my laptop. I usually facebook creep like a madwoman, but for some reason the other night I didn&#8217;t do it. That is when I got the news. I may be on the East Coast, but you would be suprised how fast news travels. Bruser sent me a message saying &#8220;Hey did you hear what happened to John?&#8221; and I just stared at my screen. You had only messaged me a month ago, so I said &#8221; No?&#8221; &#8211; and he then told me and I couldn&#8217;t believe it. I went on your facebook, saw the comments and sat emotionless at my computer. It didn&#8217;t fully hit me until today that you were gone. I read all the stories people had about you, and started crying. I miss you buddy. I&#8217;m sorry we didn&#8217;t stay at close over the years&#8230;but, wherever you are, I want you to know that you are such an amazing person, and I am so happy to have known you, for however brief. </p>
<p>You no longer are here to help me clean up hot chocolate because I cannot hold in my laughter..but every cup I have from hereon out, is for you. Wherever you are Johnny, I hope you know how many lives you touched, and people who cared about you. I miss you a lot buddy&#8230;everyone has a guardian angel, and I know your looking over all of us. </p>
<p>&lt;3</p>
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		<title>By: ashley .</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[ashley .]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 05:53:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[dear john,
you were an amazing guy, 
your time here was to short, 
your memories will never fade,
rest in peace. 
love ashley.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>dear john,<br />
you were an amazing guy,<br />
your time here was to short,<br />
your memories will never fade,<br />
rest in peace.<br />
love ashley.</p>
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		<title>By: Courtney Binda</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Courtney Binda]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 02:39:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[dear john,
our time together was too short. i will always miss you. 
love courtney]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>dear john,<br />
our time together was too short. i will always miss you.<br />
love courtney</p>
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