"This is my best Christmas present ever!"

Merry Christmas!

It is always tough this time of year for me and my family. We know in our bones that Brian should be here with us for Christmas. He lived to be with his family and  can’t help and remembering Brian going to mass at St. Charles, eating “duck dip” or egging on Joanna to drink more nasty “corn flavored” pop - and making her puke! (I had nothing to do with it). Brian greatly enjoyed having all the Gunnoe’s over for Christmas Eve, sleeping on my parent’s couch, and splurging on presents for his family.

As you know, Brian had tons of cool stuff. He was tough to shop for because if he liked something, he would buy it. He also would buy things even if he “kind of” liked it. I remember one year shopping for him on line. Somehow I came upon “Mexican Wrestling Masks.” Susan could not see the merit in this gift. I strongly disagreed and thought Brian would love it and probably wear it with pride. Naturally, I bought him a blue and white one because they are Xavier’s colors. Like sugar plums, I had visions of him sitting at the Cintas Center, drinking a beer and wearing it at a game.

I waited until all of our presents were exchanged to give him his gift. I say his eyes dance quickly through puzzlement, comprehension, and finally glee as he realized what I had got him. Brian smiled wickedly in eager anticipation and immediately proceeded to put the mask on his huge head. It barely fit. After he finally got it on he said “this is my best Christmas present ever! Thank you! Man, are my friends going to be jealous.”

We both laughed loudly. Susan and my mom thought we were nuts. (They do not understand subtle humor!) I later found out how much fun he had wearing the wrestling mask FISHING at Adam’s bachelor party. Though I was not there to see him in all his glory, it is a great memory because I know he had a blast wearing the mask. Who knows where the mask is now? However, I will always treasure this memory of Brian and remember a gift that only brother’s could love.

Merry Christmas to all and especially Brian! I know you are with us! Love, Matt

Brian and music

As family members, you always want some kind of sign from your lost loved one that they are OK and watching over you. Several times over the past 20 months we have heard some interesting music that, to us, could only come from Brian.

1. All of us went to New York City in June of 2008. The first night we went to one our favorite Spanish restaurants in Greenwich Village called El Faro for dinner. Right after we ordered, all of us clearly heard traditional Irish music playing in the background. We were quite surprised and asked a waiter how often they played Irish music. He said “never, we only play Spanish music”.

2. About a month ago, I had to go to Wal-Mart and brought Patrick with me. Naturally, he wanted to “look” (beg) at the toys. Patrick was drooling at the Bakugan Battle Brawlers. I told him he could have one for around $5. Naturally he wanted the $10 version. While I was just about to tell him “take it or leave it” I clearly heard “Amazing Grace” played by bagpipes over the store’s Muzak system.  Brian loved this version and it was played at the end of his funeral by a Cincinnati Police bagpiper. I asked Patrick if he heard it and he said yes. I smiled and thought of Brian imploring me to give in to his “favorite nephew” and let him get his desired toy. I immediately folded. Later, I talked to Susan about this and she pointed out how odd it was for a nonsectarian company like Wal-Mart to play an overtly religious song at 9:15 AM on a Saturday. Well, it was so odd I called Wal-Mart’s headquarters and asked them if that was on their play list. They told me to talk to the store’s management in Evendale. I called and asked the store manager if “Amazing Grace” was on his playlist. He said he did not know.

3. The McCormick family won the “American Family Insurance Family of the game” at Xavier University’s first pre-season game. Patrick and Caroline each got a stuffed blue blob and we all got tee shirts. We all waved on the jumbotron and got a tour inside the Cintas Center. While we were in the bowels of the Cintas Center under the stands the team came right past us. Patrick loved slapping palms with the players. My parents and I both remarked how Brian would have loved being there with us. At that moment, we heard “Over the Rainbow / What a Wonderful World" by Israel Kamakawiwo'ole. We initially heard this version at the end of “Finding Forrester” – a great flick that Brian loved and identified with. He also used this song as soundtrack to Caroline’s birth DVD. You have heard it. It is slow song played on a ukulele that makes you think. It is not the typical song heard prior to a college basketball game to fire up the fans. We have never heard it played at the Cintas Center (and have not heard it played there since).  Brian would love this video of the song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ltAGuuru7Q

Cynics would say these are amazing coincidences. I don’t care what they say. These songs and timing do not just happen at the exact moment that we would mean the most to us! Brian loved music and introduced me to the versions of these three songs. I have great comfort Brian is somewhere over the rainbow, listing to Irish music, and trying to figure out how to play “these damn bagpipes” (because you know he would not take lessons or read the instruction manual!) Thank you, Brian for these musical signs. They make us all smile.  I need more of them and miss you. Love, your brother.

Tis the Season

It's that time of year again when people come together to celebrate with friends and family the birth of Baby Jesus.

And take ridiculous family photos.

Awesome hat Matt!

Another great teacher will graduate thanks to Brian and you

This thank you letter was sent in August.  Though I am late in posting, the message is still powerful. 

Dear Mr. McCormick and Family:

I am writing to you because I am the beneficiary of some of the money from the scholarship fund that you have set up at Xavier University. I am writing to thank you for your incredible generosity, and to tell you little bit about myself.

I am currently a senior at Xavier, double majoring in Early Childhood Education and Spanish. I am working to pay my way through school and have supplemented with loans and grants. This semester I am student teaching full time at Norwood Public Schools, so I have been unable to work as much as in semesters past. This leaves me short when it comes to paying my tuition.

Through the help of Mr. Schiess in the Office of Student Success, I was granted funds from your memorial scholarship fund, and the money was matched by the university. I want you to know what a tremendous help the money is to me. Thank you, again, for your generosity in memory of your son and brother. With your help, I am able to successfully complete my last year at Xavier. I promise you that I will work diligently for these last two semesters.

My Xavier education is a gift that I wouldn’t trade for anything. Thank you for being a part of my experience.

Very truly yours,

Name withheld

Class of 2010

Xavier University

Amazing letters from recent recipients of your kindness

The Xavier students who receive a gift from the “Brian McCormick Memorial Fund” always send me a thank you note. It is my privilege to read their inspiring letters first and I am always amazed at their stories. Their determination, hope, and desire to succeed leap off the page. I know my brother is pleased to give a hand up to these rising stars from Xavier University. Though they write to me, I urge everyone to think these letters are written to you. There is no doubt these future leaders will make an incredible impact on society one day and their current and future success could not have happened without your generosity.

God bless, Matt

Dear Mr. McCormick:

My name is _____ ____ and I am a junior occupational therapy major at Xavier University. Though you did not know it, you blessed me in a very special way today. I received funding from the memorial fund on behalf of you brother Brian. I come from a very modest financial background and staying at Xavier each semester is a small miracle. My being here is proof that God’s plans are always greater than our dreams.

Today, I lift up you and your family in prayers of thanks and immense gratitude. And, I assure you that your brother’s legacy is continuing to change lives. I thank you a thousand times over and wish that there were words to convey my wonder, appreciation, and relief from your gift.

This year, I am thankful for the McCormick’s for changing my life and helping me enable me to achieve my dreams and to change the life of others as an occupational therapist. Form the bottom of my heart I thank your financial blessing and for enabling me to continue my education.

Sincerely sending you gratitude and blessings,

Name withheld

Dear Matthew:

First, I would like to tell you a little about myself. I am a senior marketing major at Xavier University. During the school year, I work on campus and at a grocery store on the weekends (which become a full time job in the summer months.) Also, during the fall, I referee 4th to 7th grade students’ city soccer games.

As I’ve worked a lot before I came to college, I was able to pay for my education with the help of scholarships and state loans until recently. I seemed to run just a little short on money this semester, especially with scheduling. I was in a panic with my account on hold, so I spoke to Adrian Schiess. He granted me $500 from “the Brian McCormick Memorial Fund” you established at Xavier.

Not only do I appreciate your thoughtfulness and generosity to the university in his name, but I somewhat understand your experience. On September 30, 2007, I lost one of my older brothers to the reckless act of another individual. It is a long and hard road before us, and I would like you to know that I will be hoping and praying for you and your family’s loss. I will forever be grateful for your kindness.

Sincerely,

Name withheld

Dear Mr. Matthew McCormick:

My name is ____ ____. I am a sophomore at Xavier University majoring in Entrepreneurship. I am an international student from Uganda. I came to Cincinnati a year ago with the hope that I could study at one of the best colleges in America and be shaped into a successful entrepreneur.

It’s only been a year since I joined Xavier University and I have had a remarkable journey. My experience here has gone far beyond my expectations and I have enjoyed my studies both in and out of the classroom. The Xavier Community has welcomed me despite coming from a culture only known to a few. I have got involved in school activities that have brought me out of my comfort zone and opened my eyes to a world of possibilities.

Half way through my first semester, my family and I were faced with some sad news. My father had been diagnosed with cancer. For me, this meant that the wonderful journey I had embarked on was soon going to end. However, my parents continued to work hard to pay off my tuition bill while paying for my Father’s medical bills. It has been a struggle and even though we continue to work hard and pay off these bills, we are deeply humbled by your generosity.

I did not have the privilege to register earlier because my account had a hold on it. It is from your grant that I wish to share with you my joy and happiness that I was able to register for my fall 2009 classes. I have worked four jobs this summer in order to reduce the burden my parents have to pay for my tuition. I have had to move off campus to find cheaper accommodations and I will start commuting this fall.

As an international student, it is difficult for me to get a student loan or any form of financial aid because I am not a US citizen. And, at this time when the economy is suffering, I cannot even get a cosigner to access a loan.

It’s from people with your generosity and giving nature that I am able to continue with my studies. I have great relief in knowing that in May of 2012 I will graduate and owe it to the kind hearts that gave me grants to study in this prestigious institution.

I continue to work hard in class because you have shown faith in me. I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Having been raised in a Christian home, I can only pray for you and your loved ones and wish you more blessings. I am profoundly touched by your charity and I wish to open our home in Uganda to you if you ever visit. I wish to meet you sometime and thank you. I will continue to provide you updates throughout my stay at Xavier University.

Yours sincerely,

Name withheld

Only Brian!: Bro Hymn Tribute

Only Brian!: Bro Hymn Tribute

WATCH THE VIDEO FOR THE SONG HERE!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gcVjCBk7oYs

Bro Hymn Tribute

Jason Thirsk of Pennywise originally wrote "Bro Hymn" in 1990 in honor of the lives of three fallen friends. Now, 19 years later, following the passing of Jason in 1996, the song has evolved and taken a life all it's own. The song that Jason wrote so long ago is now sung in celebration of his life. The Pennywise anthem has transcended beyond its original content, becoming a creed, a philosophy, a rock mantra. To this day, Pennywise still ends every set with "bro Hymn" mto commemorate not only the life and influence of Jason Matthew Thirsk, but to celebrate the lives of all their friends and loved ones, and the indelible mark they made on this world.

I still listen to this song religiously and now Brian is forever connected to the feeling I get whenever I hear it. My favorite verse is the first and it reads like this:

"To all my friends, present, past, and beyond
Especially those who weren't with us too long
Life is the most precious thing you can lose
While you were here the fun was never ending
Laugh a minute was only beginning
Brian Dargin McCormick this one's for you!"

Brian The Battler

Brian and his brother Matt would sometimes act Irish and get into altercations. Matt was more traditional in his approach to these and would most often simply duke it out with whomever he decided needed it. Brian, being younger was a different story. His fight career had him deciding on his strategy first and only then going "All In" (before the poker term was coined).

The first instance was when Brian was probably a sophmore in high school. He got into a heated argument with a jock at school and was called out to settle it after school. He called Matt at Xavier and was worried. The other guy would have his friends with him and Brian would not. Matt took on the role of counselor. Told him that these things ususally began with verbal back and forths, leading to shoving and finally wrestling on the ground. His advice to Brian was to understand that getting in the first punch had terrific advantages. He told him to arrive late, walk right up to the guy and blast him and keep on blasting him until it was over.
Brian's mom and I were camly sitting in our kitchen later that day and Brian walked in, went right to the phone and called Matt. He said "Matt, it worked just like you said it would."

Another time Matt was into it with a UC giant at a NCAA tournament game and was losing (when you are getting choked, you're losing!). Brian decided that jumping him from behind seemed like a really good idea. Once again, the other guy was ejected and Brian and Matt stayed.

The really typical episode of Brian thinking about his strategy came in a Hong Kong bar. A group of Brits, Americans, and a Frenchman were drinking shortly after 911. The Frenchman insulted some American girls and, among other things, told them that "America got what it deserved in 911!" Everyone was aghast, but Brian camly spoke to his Brit friend standing next to him and asked him to hold his ($6.00) pint of beer, passed it to him and then and then smoked the guy! Everyone cheered Brian, the manager of the bar kicked the French guy out and praised Brian. Brian was outraged, but didn't want to spill his beer!

The Irish sometimes call someone with strong charm and uncoventionally surprising ways a "darlin' man." We usually don't meet more than one-half a dozen of these people in a lifetime, but, in my book, Brian was one!

Brian's Dad.

When Brian and I were in Iceland the cool thing to do for everyone after hours was to eat at this one hotdog stand by the harbor and the flea market. You'd think by the size of the line of people waiting to buy their hotdogs that it was the most amazing tasting thing on Earth. The guy in front of us told me this hotdog is one of Iceland's national foods. We waited about 45 minutes until we finally made it to the counter to place our order. We ordered 4 dogs prepared "Clinton" style - named directly after Bill Clinton in honor of his visitation during his Presidency. Brian grumbled about it, but still was happy to feast on the hotdog with ketchup, some weird yellow colored mustard, and fried onions. After we both inhaled our late-night snack we knew exactly what the wait was all about. That was the best damn hotdog ever!

When we got back from the trip I visited Brian in Cincinnati about 5 months later and he surprised me by whipping up a batch of those exact same hotdogs. He found the stand online and ordered the whole kit! Brian was really cool and funny like that.

A year and half and the Nobel Peace Prize

Today it has been 18 months since we found Brian. Still does not seem real and it feels like a bad dream. I really want a "do over."

Susan and I were talking about Brian last night and discussed how we would love to have just five minutes more with him. We talked about all the crazy things he pulled off and how humor was such a big part of his personality. Making people laugh was clearly one of Brian's gifts.

Today, the Nobel Peace Prize went to our President Barack Obama. I wondered how Brian would react. Most know Brian was a world traveler and a staunch conservative. He did not care for Obama or his policies.

Back in 1990, my parents took us to Ireland, London, and France for their 25th wedding anniversary. During a bus tour of London we saw some graffiti spray painted on monument in Trafalgar square. It was simple and elegant in its message. It said: "I hate Norwegians". Brian and I howled with laughter and loved it. We wondered “what has Norway ever done to make people hate them?”

Today, Brian would not be happy about the Nobel Prize. He would tell anyone with a cell phone about this injustice and how "he hated the Norwegians".

Then, either my Dad or I would tell him the Nobel Prize is from Sweden. After a couple of seconds of silence, Brian would then say "well, you know what I meant. I guess I now hate the Swedes too."

Miss you Brian and know you are always with us.

Love, your brother.

* Note: The Swedes handle four prizes while Norway picks the peace prize. Technically, Brian would have been correct. But, it does not help my punch line so it stays as is.

Maryland and Nicky Smith's Graduation Party

Brian, Ted, Adam and I were out and about in Mt. Adams on a Thursday night back in the summer of 1998 and were kicking around the idea of driving to Baltimore for Nicky Smith's XU graduation party. We all wanted to go on a road-trip, but we'd already been overserved and nobody wanted to be the one to wake up early, motivate Team Khaki, and make the drive to friggin' Maryland. Brian was the first up that morning and he managed to get everybody in the shower by threatening beatings. I'm guessing his neverending love for Nicky somehow manipulated his mind and body-clock because Brian was always the last one up and the last one in the shower. Flash forward to the ultimate game of paper, rock, sciccors between the four of us to decide who would drive. My usually undefeated rock was no match and for the hard fought efforts of my equally hung-over friends and I was deemed driver.

Long story short, we make it in one piece to Baltimore and even get to Nicky's graduation party on time! Later that night the party moves to a cool, historic, waterfront community called Fells Point that you have to ferry over to. We end up at a bar called Terrapin Station (Grateful Dead meets love for University of Maryland Terps) and Brian has command over the juke-box. Brian selects his five songs and its back to business. We're all having the time of our lives, drinking yard-stick beers, and Brian is rocking his infamous Vanilla Ice t-shirt with a smile. After two song selections pass, "Jumper" by Third Eye Blind comes on and we all cheer Brian for the great song choice, although the bar in unison boos the tune, which sends Brian back to the juke-box. I approach him to see what's up and he shows me a crisp $10 bill and I watch as the machine sucks it up. He flips to Third Eye Blind and plays "Jumper" (which is about teen suicide) a straight 20 times in a row!

Ever since then whenever we'd hear Jumper we'd call to say the song was on and laugh about Fells Point. That's not even the best part of the story, Nicky and her friends were so embarrassed of us that she quietly left the bar leaving us alone in a city we'd never been to without any idea of how to get back to our hotels. Did that slow us down? Not in the least. Team Khaki aka Cash Money Brothers went on bar-hopping and eventually managed to make it back to the hotel in one piece.

On Friday, October 2nd, I booked Third Eye Blind to play my club and I thought of Brian the whole time. I miss him so much.

The photo is of me and the lead singer of Third Eye Blind, Stephen Jenkins, that Brian would have loved.

40/40, Brian, and the Imperial March

I received a “40 under 40” award today from the Cincinnati Business Courier. It was a great event and I was honored to be included with many impressive people.

The organizers asked each honoree “what song inspires you?” They told us the song would play in the background as you walked up to receive your award. I immediately knew the song I wanted, but thought the audience might not respond to my unique tastes. I asked Susan, my Dad, and my Mom separately “which song should I use?” ALL of them said “Darth Vader’s theme" without any prompting. Susan clinched it and said; “what would Brian do? You know Brian would totally tell you to do it!”

“The Imperial March” by John Williams played when I walked up to the podium to get my award.

It killed.

The audience of about 400 people loved it. I had a smile on my face and thought of Brian sitting next to my parents and Susan around the table. He was smiling at me and doing the patented “McCormick head nod.”

Click the link below and feel how Brian was with us today in spirit (force?) through Darth Vader:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bzWSJG93P8

Love you and miss you Brian.

St. Patty's Day in Chicago

Obviously, one of Brian's favorite holidays is St. Patty's Day and we never missed the opportunity to get out of town and take our show on the road. This particular year (I think it's '99 0r '00) Brian and I drove to Chicago to stay the holiday weekend with Johnny Personette and his family in Barrington, IL. I'll spare you the gross details of the weekend, but share with you this terrific picture of the three friends with the Chicago skyline and green river.

Brian helps a future "Teacher of the Year"

Dear Mr. McCormick and family:

I am writing to you because I am the beneficiary of some of the money from the scholarship fund that you have set up at Xavier University. I am writing to thank you for your incredible generosity, and to tell you a little bit about myself.

I am currently a senior at Xavier, double majoring in Early Childhood Education and Spanish. I am working to pay my way through school and supplemented my tuition with loans and grants. This semester, I am a student teaching full time, so I have been unable to work as much as in semesters past. This leaves me short when it comes to paying my tuition.

Through the help of Mr. Schiess in the Office of Student Success, I was granted funds from your memorial scholarship fund and the money was matched by the University.

I want you to know what a tremendous help this money is to me. Thank you, again, for your generosity in memory of you son. With your help, I am able to successfully complete my last year at Xavier. I promise you that I will work diligently for these last two semesters.

My Xavier education is a gift that I wouldn’t trade for anything. Thank you for being a part of my experience.

Very truly yours,

Name Withheld

Class of 2010
Xavier University

You are welcome and we know you will be a great teacher! MM

Introducing Brian Dargin Gunnoe!

Brian Dargin Gunnoe was born on August 27, 2009 to proud parents (and our cousins) AJ and Gary Gunnoe. “Dargin” was 8 pounds, 7 ounces, and 20 inches long. Everyone is healthy.

Though they are in Kansas City, they (and all of the Gunnoe’s) are very close to our hearts. We had no idea Gary and AJ would name their son after Brian. All of the McCormick’s were amazed by this wonderful and loving gift! I told Gary that Brian is stunned, proud, and celebrating by doing the “McCormick head nod.” We all know Brian will be a great guardian angel to young Dargin.

Unfortunately for Dargin, he will be forever looking for his lost keys, sunglasses, cell phone, and wallet!

Look out world, here comes Brian Dargin Gunnoe!

Game Day! Team Khaki: Reds Firstar First Pitch

After XU graduation I was hired by Firstar Bank as a marketing specialist and soon thereafter Firstar became the official bank of the Cincinnati Reds. One of my responsibilities of the Reds sponsorship was to conduct the contests in all the branches for the aptly titled "Firstar First Pitch." Basically for every home game I was to find branch winners to throw the first pitch out at all the Reds' home games. Four people were allowed onto the field, one to pitch, one to throw from the mound, and two to stand and stare. Everybody got a Reds baseball cap and the winner got to keep the ball as a memento. And if you had $35 they'd tape it and give you the tape later. The whole event was on the jumbo-tron too. One problem... nobody believed they won a first pitch at a Reds game and people weren't showing up at the game as instructed! After about four games with no winners showing up to claim their prize, my boss really got on my case so I did the next logical thing - I stacked the contest and selected all my friends and family to throw first pitches for the complete season!

I often wondered if my contact at the Reds thought it strange that all the winners were about my age. And even stranger that they saw a few repeat winners like Brian who was on the field twice.

Attached is a classic picture of Brian, Adam, Adam's brother, and I after the first pitch at the Reds vs Indians game. What you can't tell from the picture is that Adam was drunk as a skunk. Homeboy threw the pitch in the dirt and the ball jumped passed his brother who was catching and hit some poor little kid standing by his classmates on the field! Brian and I laughed ourselves to tears.

Brian always wanted to make a movie about the cool, random, and outright crazy things that always happened to us and he swore this first pitch would be in a dream sequence. We were going to call the movie Team Khaki because of our preppy khaki pants. Look at the picture and see that Team Khaki was in full effect.

Miss you bro.

"In order to make an impact on society, one must be educated"

FYI, Xavier students send the “thank you” letter to my attention after they received an award. When you see my name or “you” please think of my parents and other generous souls like you who helped the “Brian McCormick Memorial Fund” become such a huge success. This could not happen without your help. God Bless, MM

Dear Matthew McCormick:

I am very grateful for your generous contribution. Your donation has helped me out tremendously. You helped me overcome a financial burden that was getting in the way of my education.

I am person who greatly values education. I believe that an education is an opportunity. An education is something that can never be taken away from you once you receive it. I do not believe that there was one great person of the past who did not have some form of education. All of the great inventors, scientists, politicians, and other revolutionary people of the past had an education. In order to make an impact on society, one must be educated.

I will never forget your generosity. You helped me at a time when I was having financial troubles that were interfering with my education. I am eternally grateful for your generosity.

Thank you,

Name withheld

Iron Chef

Can anyone please explain Brians' fascination with Iron Chef and this man?





I watched a little bit the other night and I just don't get it.

Swimming Pool Paaattyy

When I saw this, it reminded me of something Brian would forward me without any sort of explanation. And it would of course be hilarious. And disturbing.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ttgg1OaOuQA

and Brother Franklin feeling it at church.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8lmCju71Lcg

Lloyd Dobbler...

One of Brian's favorite all-time songs was The Verve's "Bittersweet Symphony" and I know for a fact he'd have wanted me to hold up a boombox playing this song like Lloyd Dobbler in the movie "Say Anything" at the funeral, but I completely chickened out. I'm sorry bro.

Another Pic

A picture of Brian and some of the Gunnoes from a night at the Fox & Hound.

Another email from Brian

After reading Matt's post, I was reminded of how thoughtful and caring Brian could come across while exchanging emails. This is an excerpt from one of Brian's emails concerning a funny forward I had sent him.

I just got this from your sister you doucheb$*.......

Thinking of going to iceland and amsterdam in august

Yours in christ

Brian

Brian, U2, and being Irish.

Like most children of the ‘80’s, Brian and I felt it was our patriotic duty to watch as much MTV as possible. Given our Irish heritage – and the fact they were (are) an excellent band – U2 quickly became one of our favorites.

Brain and l would often discuss how “old U2” was the best and their newer stuff was "just OK."

These are his exact words because he repeated them often:

"I liked them better when they were young punks who were pissed off at the British."

What a typical “Brian” quote! It also personified him: brash, off the wall, politically incorrect, and amazingly accurate.

This story reminded me of an email Brian sent to us in 2007. I found it a few months ago and sent it to Susan and my parents. It was titled “gotta love the Irish!” and it brought a smile to my face.

“Bono is at a U2 concert in Ireland when he asks the audience for some quiet. Then in the silence, he starts to slowly clap his hands.

Holding the audience in total silence, he says into the microphone...."Every time I clap my hands, a child in Africa dies."

A voice from near the front of the audience pierces the silence and says for all to hear...."Fookin’ stop doing it then!"

Gotta love the Irish!

Brian helps a future teacher stay in school

June 30, 2009

Dear Mr. McCormick:

I am a Xavier University junior education major who made the dean’s list for the spring term (2009). I was the victim of a crime, and as a result had an emergency situation arise that would have made it impossible for me to remain in my classes during the summer term. The kindness and generosity that your family has shown me helped further my education. I will never forget your kindness. I wanted to write you this letter to let you know that what you are doing is important; I feel privileged to have been a recipient. Also, I am proud to be part of the Xavier family.

Thank you very much,

Name withheld

Happy July Fourth!

Happy birthday to our great nation!

Brian enjoyed every holiday. But, he especially loved July Fourth because he was a patriot and loved shooting off fireworks. Brian and I always thought my dad's coolest line was B.J. Allan. This is a fireworks company that sells Phantom Fireworks. We would always wait in gleeful anticipation for the delivery of a big box marked "CAUTION: CLASS "C" FIREWORKS DANGER!" Oh, we were in Heaven and practically started shooting them off as soon as we got them delivered by UPS.

One July 4th we started around 8:45 PM as it just got dark. Our next door neighbor was 132. She normally went to bed around 4:05 PM every day. We thought she might stay up a little later for obvious reasons. Brian and I started with something subtle called "thunder sticks." The booms in our neighborhood were massive and seemed to echo. Brian and I loved it. We were done for two seconds and quickly looking for our next thing to launch. It was quiet. All of a sudden, we heard Mrs. Davis say clearly "OH, MY GGGOOODDD!" We stopped what we were doing, started laughing, grabbed our stuff and ran like little girls. It was glorious. Then, I think, we went up to St. Charles and blew up the rest of our loot in the field in front of the church (not sacrilegious at all!) What a great memory.

I will think of you tonight Brian (and Mrs. Davis) when we launch the massive display of pyrotechnics from Phantom Fireworks.

Our Icelandic Tour feat. Brian and The Crater

Click on the pic.

Here are some pictures from Adam's bachelor party in Key West. Good times.

I've been going through all my files and finding some random, funny pics of Brian so expect a few more posted to the blog soon. Miss you Bro!

Brian helps a XU student walk! (In the graduation ceremony)

Dear Mr. McCormick:

Thank you so much on behalf of myself and my family for contributing to my education. I am a Senior walking in May and graduating in August. I was told to contact you by Mr. Schiess who gave me $400 out of The Brian McCormick Fund. I am very thankful for everything you have done to help me graduate. I hope one day I can meet the man that made it possible for me to participate in Xavier's wonderful ceremony.

Sincerely, Name withheld

** My guess is one day you will meet the man responsible for this fund. I am certain Brian will be proud of your efforts and let you know how much he helped you! MDM **

An Apology Poem for my friend Craig L. Hammon - by Brian D. McCormick of the Back Street BOYZ

Backstory: I was dating this girl Angela (1999?) and we invited Brian and Micah "Fletch" Javier over to her place for drinks and laughs on a Saturday night sometime in October. On her doorstep sat several seasonal gourds and pumpkins and as Brian and Micah left they drunkingly decided to throw all the gords down the street, thus infuriating Angela and I got an earful for days. So Brian wrote me an apology poem which I came across today in an old folder so here we go, a taste of the clever wit and genius that was Brian D. McCormick:

An Apology Poem for my friend Craig L. Hammon - by Brian D. McCormick of the Back Street BOYZ

I am sorry
I am sorry for the loss
I am sorry for the loss because of my toss
I am sorry because Angela became so cross
at my best friend Craig, not the former VP Alexander Haig

I am wrong
Not because of the bong
or because of the band Prong
but I am wrong and that is why I write this song

I feel bad
really bad
because Craig yelled at me like my Dad
He told me Angela was hurt
Not fatal like my Nirvana brother, Kurt

Not my friend Kurt is Dead
shot himself after opening for Right Said Fred
The fateful night when the gourds were of toss
We really didn't mean to piss off, Angela, the boss

A lot of blame should be on my dear friend Fletcher
But he got the idea from that crazy sneaker ad by Sketcher
I am the one though that understands the story
Actions pile on actions just ask Mike Poiry

If I knew she would get that mad
I wouldn't have started the motion
But after two bottles of champagne
My brain didn't think about this notion
We are all older now, wise, witty, and sage
We don't need to behave like we belong in a cage

I hop we can get through this rough little patch
I totally understand if Angela won't help me get any snatch
We wish our may, we wish our might
I didn't really mean to cause a big fight

I hope you read this poem
Notions from my heart they have poured
I walso want to apologize for Micah, since he threw the first gourd
I am no hiding my little bit of guilt
But getting past negativity is how a deeper friendship is built.

Chinese Tourists

Brian was the principal photographer during our trip to Iceland and you know he couldn't refuse snapping this pic of Chinese tourists photographing each other.

WOW! What a great start to Brian's legacy!

Please read the amazing thank you notes from this semester's recipients of the “Brian McCormick Memorial Fund” below. Brian always wanted to find a way to thank Xavier and give back. Thanks to Brian’s dream, these Xavier students now have another shot (as one said) at “fulfilling their dreams.” What a powerful legacy and demonstration of how God works in mysterious ways! Maybe that was his plan after all?

Dear Mr. McCormick:

My name is ____ ____ and I am a sophomore at Xavier. I’m writing to you to thank you for what you are doing on behalf of your brother. Though I never knew your brother, nor do I know you now, you both have made an impact on my life. I grew up and went to high school in (the northwest) and decided that Xavier would be a nice change from everything I had grown up with. The problem, however, was that funding such a change wouldn’t be easy as my parents have their own financial obligations and are only able to contribute a certain amount each year. Through your commitment to honoring your brother’s name, you have helped me fulfill my dream and for that I am grateful. I hope to someday be able to help others the way you and your brother have helped me.

Sincerely,

Name withheld

Dear Mr. McCormick:

I want to sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart for the opportunity to stay at Xavier University for the last semester of my junior year. Without receiving $500 from your fund, I would have been financially unable to attend school this semester. As a student of divorced parents with low income (below the poverty line) I am forever grateful for the money received from this fund. Thank you again forever and always. Words cannot describe how thankful I am.

Sincerely,

Name withheld

Chemistry major
Pre-med minor

Dear McCormick Family:

I am writing to thank you for your and your family’s charitable gift to Xavier University. I am really privileged to be the recipient of the Brian D. McCormick Memorial Scholarship for this semester. I’m now in my senior year at Xavier University majoring in Biology under the pre-med track. I have been active in many clubs, intramural sports and community service. My parents and I cannot thank you enough for making my scholarship possible. Were it not for the kindness of individuals like you, many students would be unable to receive the excellent education that Xavier University offers us. After graduating from Xavier University, I plan to attend medical school, aiming at becoming a pediatrician or cardiologist. I am very appreciative to receive your scholarship. Thank you.

Sincerely,

Name withheld

Dear Mr. McCormick:

I just wanted to thank you for the Brian McCormick trust fund. Mr. Schiess was able to award me $600 from the fund. Without this money, I would not have been able to register for classes for next semester.

Thanks again,

Name withheld

Dear McCormick Family:

My name is ____ _____. I am a student at Xavier University. I would like to thank you for the $600 awarded to me out of Brian’s account. I greatly appreciate this. It has helped me to continue my education at Xavier University. I will remember your son and your family for all of your generosity.

Thank you.

Name withheld

May God Bless all of them!

Champagne Wishes and Caviar Dreams.

Here's a great pic of Brian in Iceland enjoying a nice glass of champagne after watching a fashion show in the high-end shopping street of Reykajavik. (Yes, we were the two creepy Americans staring at the young models and binging on free booze.)

The Claddagh Ring

Susan and I gave Brian a Claddagh ring when he was our best man. It is an Irish ring that symbolizes love, friendship, and loyalty. Brian wore it always and said it was his “most prized possession.” After April ninth, I began wearing his ring. It was a little bit large on me and I kept putting off getting it resized.

Almost a year ago to today, we went to Patrick’s soccer game in Springdale. I looked at my finger around half time and was immediately hit with a wave of sickening dread for Brian’s ring was no longer on my finger. I frantically retraced my steps. Everyone near me pitched in and looked. I went back and forth to every single spot hoping the ring would magically reappear. My dad and I even went to Radio Shack and bought the last metal detector in Cincinnati. I could not find it and gave up after several hours. I felt terrible and was furious at myself.

I prayed for Brian’s help at church the next day. Unfortunately, I still could not find it after searching again. As many of you know, Susan and Brian had a great relationship. Brian called Susan his sister and loved her dearly. They also had an “alliance.” This alliance was against me! Susan also has slightly more patience than I. Susan asked if she could look for the ring. I said sure and hoped she would be successful.

Susan went to the park and searched and searched. She was not using the metal detector and kept saying “c’mon Brian, c’mon Brian.” After about 45 minutes of retracing my steps she was talking with our good friend and neighbor Jenny on the phone. She was close to giving up. Then, suddenly, she saw a slight metallic glimmer out of the corner of her eye. Susan could not believe her luck when she bent down and found Brian’s ring in a patch of grass four inches deep! We had all checked this spot many, many times but always missed it. Susan screamed with joy into the phone and repeatedly yelled “I found it! I found it! I found it!” Some guy near the park yelled at her to “shut up” but she did not care!

Susan found the quarter sized ring – without a metal detector – in a grassy four acre field that badly needed mowed. What are the odds? Talk about finding a needle in a haystack! I was stunned speechless when I saw the ring and cried with joy when Susan told me how she found Brian’s Claddagh. Needless to say, the ring got resized the next day and I have proudly worn it since.

We are convinced Brian helped Susan find the ring. Thank you Brian!

Love, friendship, and loyalty, indeed.

XU Senior Ball 1997

Brian's big Irish melon was a steel trap for all information, some of it useful, some not so much, but he remembered everything. For instance he could tell you exactly what was happening in this picture from our XU Senior Ball down to the time of the night the picture was taken, who took the picture, what music was playing in the background, and even what cheap beer we were drinking upon. He could even tell you why Johnny Kinsella's tux was purple.

Whenever I had trouble remembering something I'd call Brian and he could spit it out within seconds. Miss you bro.

One year and "rolling thunder"

April 9, 2008 was the worst day of my life. We found Brian and our lives changed forever.

One year later the grief is slightly in check. However, it is still able to overwhelm me for the oddest reasons.

One year does not change the hurt, disbelief, and unanswered questions.

One year marks many milestones missed and only confirms that “Brian should be here.”

One year shows us how much we have changed and yet Brian does not.

The pain of April 9, 2008 does not magically disappear 365 days later. It is always there. Occasionally, the pain goes away for a fleeting instant. Then, reality cruelly reminds us that Brian’s death was not a terrible dream and forces us to wear the heavy harness of grief while others go about their day.

I think about Brian constantly as I go about my day. I also feel him around me all the time. I have told friends I have an idea what veteran’s frequently call “phantom limb syndrome.” It is like I lost an arm, but my brain feels like it is still there. That is how I view Brian now. He is with me and I can feel him close to me. I just can’t see him. I also know Brian likes his new Jedi powers and has fun hiding my keys!

Our family friend Adam, Joan, and Kerry Mac Vay said these wonderful words about Brian: “Brian did not exist, he lived. He was like a bolt of lightning that lit up the darkness for a short, brilliant burst of colorful light. Yet his thunder still rolls on in our hearts.”

We loved that beautiful description. Some of our Mom’s wonderful friend’s had those appropriate words placed on a plaque honoring Brian. It is under a tree near Lincoln Park in Kettering where Brian once lived.

Brian experienced more things and impacted more people in his 33 short years than most will do in 80. There is no doubt that Brian lived and he will always roll on in our hearts.

Miss you Bro.

A birthday gift I will always remember

Today is my birthday. I am 39. Birthdays naturally make you review your past and look forward to the future with hope. A year ago about 20 people were at our house watching Xavier lose to UCLA. The game was not great but everyone enjoyed the food and drink. Brian was with us and he wore the yellow cashmere sweater he had on during the victory against West Virginia (Brian for some reason wore it to honor/make fun of Bob Huggins and his terrible yellow suit) because it had “good mojo” and brought victories. Brian was telling stories and having fun. I feel bad because I told him “shut the hell up and watch the game!” He also brought food from Andy’s Mediterranean Grill and was humming while eating it. He was having fun even though our Muskies were not. Towards the end of the game he and I were talking by the sink. Brian was right next to our coffee maker near our island and was, again, eating. I was a few feet away from him and all of a sudden he remembered it was my birthday. Brian – while chewing his food – said “hey I got your birthday present“ and pulled out his wallet. I told him “put it away” and “don’t worry about it.” I still remember the look on Brian’s face. It was part surprise, hurt, and determination all rolled into one. Finally, he smiled and insisted I take his $100. Then, he said “come here." He hugged me real hard and said “you are my brother and I will always love you.” That was the last time I ever saw Brian. Best birthday gift I could ever receive.

Love you and miss you terribly Brian.

House of Pain, "Jump Around"

Combining the Luck of the Irish and hip-hop was a match made in heaven for Brian. "House of Pain" played my club last night and I can guarantee you Brian would have not only been front row, but next to me in this picture. Jump Up Jump Up and Get Down!

- Craig

Happy Birthday Brian, Heir to the McCormick Spice Throne

Brian's birthdays are always the best fun because I can finally flip the script and tell all the pretty girls "this is my friend Brian, heir to the McCormick Spice Throne, and it's his birthday. Nothing would make him happier than a kiss on the cheek!" Of course he turns his head in the nick of time and plants a kiss directly on their lips without fail. His timing was magnificent and the looks on their faces were absolutely priceless.

Brian, I salute you and will continue to celebrate your special day.

Wish you were here,

Craig

Brian's birthday and yellow roses

Today is my brother’s birthday. He would have been 34.

These next 18 days will be especially difficult for me and my family. We cannot help but rewind those last events, conversations, XU games, dinners, and days from a year ago in our mind as April ninth looms. The date on calendar should not matter for we will always have a deep sadness about Brian’s death and wonder “what could have been?” It seems like the delicate band aids we now wear on our emotional wounds are slowly being ripped off. It still does not seem real - or fair - that they were our last interactions with Brian until we meet again.

It is difficult to do, but Brian would want us to focus on the positive. The things that made us laugh with (and at) him. God was he funny. I remember his unique laugh and loved it when he laughed so hard he cried and had trouble breathing. He would say “God that is funny. It hurts to laugh! Tito, get me a tissue!” Brian frequently made me and others laugh until it hurt.

He publically never liked to make a big deal about his birthday. But, he secretly loved it. As a family we would usually go out to dinner and eat a great meal – which he would leave right after he was done eating , stand up, announce “I gotta go,” and quickly leave the rest of us at the table on his way to another party. I am certain he could not wait to tell the ladies it was his birthday.

The most important lady in Brian's life was his mom. He loved her and always sent his mother a dozen yellow roses on his birthday. These are my mom’s favorite flowers. Brian loved to give my mom a ton of “guff” but also loved making her smile and frequently laugh.

A few months after Brian’s death we decided to utilize a medium in the hopes of contacting Brian. We were (and are) desperate to hear from him. We heard many interesting and fascinating things. Some messages did not connect and some did. One landed a direct hit. As we were winding up, my dad asked the medium “does Brian have a message for his mother?” We could tell the medium was a little puzzled with the response he received. Finally, he said “this is strange…but do yellow roses mean something? I am getting a picture of bunches and bunches of bouquets of yellow roses.”

Brian, your mom got the message then and I will always make sure she gets your birthday message from now on.

Love, your brother

P.S. You know Brian is loving it that Thad Matta just lost to Siena!

Thanks for making the first annual "have a drink with Brian and 300 of his closest friends X-travaganza a rousing success!

All of the McCormick's would like to express our thanks to the entire Xavier community once again. Through your generosity we were able to raise over $3,000 for "The Brian McCormick Memorial Fund!" Very impressive and it was only our first year.

A special thanks goes out BJ and his entire team at Dana's. You guys were superb.

Thanks to Brian Hicks and everyone at Xavier Athletics for the great X gear and auction items. They were a huge hit.

Thanks to Joe Nugent, Kahn’s Krazy, and John Spencer for their wonderful donations.

Thanks to everyone who attended the "X-travangza" – especially those who travelled such long distances to honor my brother. Xavier is one big family and it seems Dana's is our living room. Your kind words, donations, and beer drinking abilities were truly awesome. It is amazing to see how Brian impacted so many people. Your stories about him warmed our hearts.

Several people asked me to post the verbiage on the commemorative cup for those of you who could not attend. Here goes:

One side had a blue "X". It said: "The first annual 'have a drink with Brian and 300 of his closest friends' X-travaganza! Below the X: "Benefitting ‘The Brian McCormick Memorial Fund’ that helps Xavier University students in financial need.”

The next side said: "If you knew Brian/Pablo you know he loved:

Beating UD in everyway possible!
Spending a lot of money and having nothing to show for it
Good times with family and friends
Xavier University
Being Irish
A great practical joke
Dana's cheesy tater tots
USA! USA! USA!
http://onlybrian.blogspot.com/

We have several left. Also, some auction items were not purchased (autographed Xavier magazine by Cage, Doellman's growth chart, & Lavender's growth chart, and David West's key chain). Please let me know if you are interested. Many people have contacted me and asked where to send a gift. Thank you! Here's how:

The Brian McCormick
Memorial Fund
C/O Xavier University
3800 Victory Parkway
Cincinnati, Ohio 45207
Or call 513-745-3314

Lastly, I would like to thank Sean Miller and our team for spanking UD real good.

For many reasons, my brother is smiling today!

Thank you and God love you all.

Doowutchyalike

When the classic hip-hop group "Digital Underground" came to Cincinnati in 2000 I bet the last thing they wanted to see front row was four white, preppy dudes wearing Polo's like Brian, Ted, Adam, and I, but that's exactly what they got!

As the lights in the club dimmed a hype-man got on the mic and announced this show was being taped and segments of the concert would be available on their Live Tour DVD and online... if you didn't know, that's like saying "I Dare You" to me and Brian.

Soon classic beats start to pour out of the speakers and the four of us weasel our way to the front row on a stage that came up to our belly's. They rapped all our favorites; Doowutchyalike, Freaks of the Industry, Underwater Rhymes and we were jumping up and down like broken pogo sticks. Out of the corner we see a stage-hand run out with an armful of beers for the lead Shock G. Why on Earth he set them directly in front of us I have no idea, but we took it as an invitation. After about 30 seconds we snagged one of Shock G's Coronas and were "taking a knee" sharing in chugging it. Obviously if you're reading this you know Brian and chugging with Brian is a bunch of no fun since he holds the world record in making beers disappear down his gullet. So one beer turned to 3 then 4, but nothing, and I mean nothing, beats the look on Shock G's face when he looks down to see all his beers empty and Brian holding the last of the six-pack raising the roof with it!

Best part, Shock was cool with it and waved to his guy to bring out more! Next thing you know he's handing us beers and laughing at us through Kiss You Back. For the final tune, Humpty Dance, the band comes out with silly string and homeboy throws us a can to squirt all over the each other and the jealous crowd!

Turns out we all made it onto the website with the group saying it was the best show on tour!

Brian, you lived life to the fullest and I miss you more everyday Bro.

Major props to Brian Hicks and the entire Xavier Athletic Department for their generosity and warm wishes. They provided some really cool stuff that we hope will generate a ton of interest and major bucks for Brian's memorial fund that helps XU kids in financial distress.

Bidding will start at 6 pm on Thursday, 3/5, at Dana's. It will end at 7:45 and the party will wrap up at 8. For those of you who are unable to make the event and still want to bid, contact me at mmccormick@bahl-gaynor.com indicate your desired item(s), initial bid, and max bid. If possible, I may be able to text you with 10 minutes to go and get your final price. We will accept cash or checks made out to "The Brian McCormick Memorial Fund." Finally, we reserve the right to pull an item if it does not meet its reserve price and all sales are final.

Item #1: Xavier Men's Basketball 1,000 Point Club Playing Cards/Poster. (Cards are "uncut" and suitable for framing.)

(close up)

Minimum bid: $35.00

Item # 2: Josh Duncan autographed 12/22/07 Xavier vs. Tennessee Game Program

Minimum bid: $25.00

Item # 3: Drew Lavender autographed 12/31/07 Xavier vs. Kansas State Game Program

Minimum bid: $25.00

Item #4: Stanley Burrell autographed 12/12/07 Xavier vs. Cincinnati Game Program

Minimum bid: $25.00

Item # 5: Drew Lavender autographed 3/24/2008 Sports Illustrated Magazine

Minimum bid: $25.00

Item # 6: Justin Cage autographed Spring 2007 Xavier Magazine

Minimum bid: $25.00

Item # 7: Navy Blue Xavier Golf Sweatshirt (size large).

Minimum bid: $25.00

Item # 8: James Posey Bobblehead (new and in box)

Minimum bid: $25.00

Item # 9: Commemorative watch given by Xavier to 1958 NIT Championship team members

Minimum bid: $50.00

Item # 10: David West National Player of the Year "Compass" key chain - given only to the media

Minimum bid: $25.00

Item # 11: Authentic Xavier University Rugby Jersey (w/ "BDM" shamrock embroidered on right shoulder). Size is XL

Minimum bid: $50.00

Item # 12: Authentic Xavier University Rugby Jersey (w/ "BDM" shamrock embroidered on right shoulder). Size is XXL.

Minimum bid: $50.00

Item # 13: Justin Doellman Growth Chart

Minimum bid: $20.00

Item #15: James Posey NBA Memphis Grizzlies's Growth Chart

Minimum bid: $25.00

Item #16: Xavier Men's warm up shooting shirt (Not allowed to post image)

Minimum bid: $35.00

Item #17: Infamous Watermelon hat - endorsed by Pablo - suitable for offending every UD fan and Mr. Waleskowski.

Minimum bid: $25.00

Item #18: Once in a life time opportunity to dance with Xavier's nationally ranked Dance Team during a 60 second time out in second half against UD.

Minimum bid: $100.00

Thanks and God Bless!