June 11, 2008 at 5:45 pm (news, stories)
St. John’s County unveiled “Sgt. Bryan Tutten Drive” today, formerly Whetstone Place in front of Flagler Hospital off of SR 312. Here’s a photo gallery fromm the ceremony that someone was kind enough to post:
http://spotted.staugustine.com/galleries/index.php?id=318748
I remember speeding down that road countless times in Bryan’s white Camaro as we cut through the Hospital lots to get to the beach from US 1.
Here’s a scan of the invite a few of us gratefully received:
Although I’m not personally able to attend the ceremony, it was very touching to be thought of. Anyone who may have been there, feel free to post comments and pics.
A brief new story about the naming:
http://www.firstcoastnews.com/news/local/news-article.aspx?storyid=111277&catid=3
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January 5, 2008 at 12:28 am (stories)
Rest assured, we miss the hell out of you. Even though we attended your memorial earlier today, and even though the sadness will be there for a long time in the background, we want you to know that we didn’t say Goodbye to you. Instead, we said “See you later.” Even though this was the last time we had the chance to see you this time around, we’ll be seeing you again. That’s how it is with us, just like it’s always been. No matter how much time we spend apart, and no matter how much distance divides us, we’ll be back together, eventually, and it will always be as though the time and the distance didn’t matter.
You were a good man, and a good friend, and we really do miss the hell out of you. Godspeed, Bryan. Save us a seat, wherever you are.
Love,
Your Friends
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December 28, 2007 at 5:45 pm (stories)
One of my favorite memories of Bryan:
We were all hanging out at his apartment on the beach. It was Bryan, Casey, Kenzo, Doug, Greg and me, and we were watching Ren and Stimpy cartoons and generally goofing off. At the time, Bryan had quite a healthy appreciation for a tasty frothy brew, and we were all imbibing quite a bit that evening. There are only a few times I can remember laughing so hard as I did that night. Ken and Doug were fighting each other with the coat rack, trying to fit it into the oven, and someone (and I can’t remember who) ate half of a can of cat food on a frozen pizza.
The funniest moment, by far, came when Bryan tossed open the fridge and grabbed a bottle of soy sauce (you can probably see where this is going). Dumping about half of the sauce into his open beer bottle, he lifted it up to the sky and said, “JAPANESE BEER!” He took a deep swig, looked around at us with a mouthful, and immediately ran outside to spit it out!
~Jeremy~
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