"A Christmas Story"

Christmas Eve is a sacred time for most families – especially ours. The McCormick family usually spends it by going to Mass around 5 PM and then having the Gunnoe’s over to my parent’s house around 7. We usually gorge on 873 pounds of food, have a few drinks and exchange some often hilarious white elephant gifts. It is a glorious time honored tradition (like Justin eating a whole loaf of pumpkin bread by himself every year!) and it is usually one of our best days of the year.

One of our favorite things to do every Christmas Eve is watch "A Christmas Story." For the two people in the world who have not seen this 1983 movie, it is about a young boy (Ralphie) and his quest for a Red Ryder BB gun. Many consider it one of the best “Christmas” movies ever and it is shown for 24 hours on TBS.

One of the best scenes revolves around Ralphie's friends Flick and Schwartz debating whether a person's tongue will actually stick to a frozen flagpole. Schwartz ultimately issues Flick a "triple dog dare" and shames Flick into answering their question. Flick's tongue subsequently gets stuck to the pole. Again, this is hilarious family fun that means “Christmas” to the McCormick’s!

One cold day when I was 13 and Brian 8, we brought "A Christmas Story" to 933 Lawnwood Avenue! As many of you know, my parent’s house has wrought iron railings around the front steps. After discussing "A Christmas Story," I told Brian that this was a “movie trick” and there was “no way” someone could get their tongue stuck on a pole. I told him “go ahead and stick your tongue on the railings. You’ll see.”

Brian then walked with quite determination to the railings outside. He waited a second and proceeded to stick his tongue on the cold, iron railing. It was just like the movie. Brian at first thought it did not stick, and like Flick, become rapidly terrified as he realized his tongue was now stuck to the railing! He began screaming and asking for “Helff! Hellf! ” I, of course, laughed and thought this was quite funny. I even went inside and shut the door. As I walked in my Dad said “where’s your brother?” I told him “he's outside and his tongue is stuck on the railing.” He said “what?” in a startled/surprised manner and ran to the door. Brian was squirming on the railing like Flick and wildly flailing his arms. My Dad said “wait right here while I go get some hot water” (Where was he going to go?) I continued to laugh like a big brother should. As my Dad passed me by I realized the most appropriate way to fix this situation – and Brian. I proceed to give Brian a swift and forceful kick in the ass which caused him to move rapidly to his left. His tongue immediately (and my guess painfully) popped off the railing. For some reason he was NOT happy!

My Dad finally came back with the water. He saw Brian’s tongue was off the railing and asked “what the hell happened?” Brian mumbled (while holding his tongue with his fingers) “Matt kicked me off.” My Dad was not pleased and said “why did you do this? Didn’t you know this would happen?” I said “Dad, how did I know he would be that stupid?” It was one of the few times in my Dad’s life that I stunned him into silence. He thought for a few seconds, smiled and said “yeah, I guess I could see your point.” Brian wanted my persecuted for war crimes, but I was never really punished. For some reason, Brian really did not like this story being told too often. But, much later, even he thought it was quite funny.

Brian would love sitting on my parent’s couch and watch this movie. Brian would be surrounded by family and have a drink in one hand, “barf dip” in the other. He would say “now it is really Christmas.” I always think about Brian when “A Christmas Story” is mentioned or appears on TV. It is a great movie whose scenes are now fond Christmas memories for many. I also can’t help to laugh and remember when Brian and I reenacted one of the movie’s best scenes. I just wish I could watch Brian’s reaction one more time as I embarrass him once againb in front of all our family by retelling our “Christmas Story.”

Love and miss you always Brian.

Merry Christmas to you and yours.

Don’t poke your eye out!

Leslie Nielson, the Naked Gun and his laugh

Leslie Nielsen passed away today. He appeared in some of the funniest movies of all time like Airplane and the Naked Gun trilogy. Brian and I loved these hilarious movies and his subtle, deadpan wit.

His passing brought me back to the premiere of the first Naked Gun movie. Brian and I were excited to watch it and had to sit near the front of the sold out theatre. We loved it and never laughed so hard in our lives! We got EVERY joke and laughed harder than anyone in the theatre. We were repeatedly told to “shut up” – but we could just not help ourselves. Brain and I were simultaneously laughing out loud (real loud), crying and stuffing massive amounts of pop corn into our mouths. We did not even have any beers!

The famous movie critic Roger Ebert called great films “parking lot movies.” Meaning, were you talked in the parking lot and reviewed the great moments of the flick you just watched. I doubt “The Naked Gun” is on Ebert’s best “parking lot movies” list. But, it sure is on ours! (This is what passes for Irish “culture!”)

I can hear Brian’s outlandish laugh in my mind. He is almost crying, than he sighs and says “oh my side hurts” and “Tito, get me a tissue.”

Many would be surprised to say Leslie Nielson was partly responsible for one of your life’s greatest memories. Those who know Brian and I are really not.

Thanks Leslie for making many of us laugh at loud and for helping me remember a great memory of Brian. It is great to hear his mischievous laugh once again. Think of him laughing when you watch the following:

The Naked Gun Trilogy's funniest moments

White Boy

Brian was notorious for swimming in a t-shirt because his "pasty white body" would scare everyone off. He surprised us all when the shirt came off during my bachelor party fishing charter.

And of course, the smile we all miss.

My Brother Bobby & Halloween

If you knew Brian at all, and it's safe to assume you do because you're reading his blog, then you knew his sense of humor was absolutely wicked. When Brian would tell a joke he observed no boundaries and no level of taste. And more often than not each joke began with looking over your shoulder.

What I'm about to tell you is Brian's "special joke" that he cooked up and brought me in on as his accomplice while we were seniors at Xavier. The name of this joke is called "My Brother Bobby" and after several successful trial runs back and forth we ironed out each others parts and we drunkenly debuted it late Halloween night in 1996to Jen Ohl and another girl named Cecily in the back of Jen's Toyota Camry.

This joke is seriously crass so stop reading now if you're easily offended. Ok then. This is how it went down...

Brian: You know, Halloween really makes me miss my younger brother, Bobby.
Craig: Aww, Brian! You never talk about Bobby anymore so how is he?
Brian: Oh, he's doing pretty good. He's been busy lately with a lot of arts & crafts, but he always takes time to write me a letter each week so that makes me happy.
Cecily: That is so sweet! Brian, I never knew you had a younger brother.
Jen: I thought Matt was your only brother?
Brian: Well I don't talk about him too much because sometimes I just get too embarrassed.
Cecily: Why would you ever be embarrassed of your brother? Is he in jail or something?
Craig: No, he's not in jail. He's just special is all.
Cecily: That is nothing to be embarrassed of!
Brian: I know. I know. Well he wrote me a really fun letter this week and it made me smile so that's cool. Do you want to hear what he wrote me?
Cecily: Yes!
Jen: Definitely.
Brian: - Brian launches into a crazy voice of a disabled kid and pretends to read aloud a fake letter about how he misses Brian and can't wait until Thanksgiving.

I'm literally crying with laughter at this point, not believing we went through with it, and worst of all, we stupidly told it to two of the hotter girls we knew!

I look over at Cecily who is just staring at Brian. The whole car gets quiet. then Cecily looks over at Brian with these beautiful blue, glassy eyes and says "that is the most special thing ever. I have a brother who has down-syndrome too and his love is so important to me."

Brian and I just look at each other, stunned.

“Family is number one important thing in someone’s life”

Susan and I celebrate our 15th anniversary today. It does not feel like 15 years. In fact, it seems like we were married only a few years ago. It was an amazing day. Brian had mono, looked like crap, and ended up partying like a rock star till the wee morning hours. In fact, he went into Flanagan’s pub near UD in his tux and told all the Halloween partiers that he just got married and his wife was passed out in the limo. The chicks did not really like it that he was hitting on them so hard (considering they thought he just got married!) Funny, but ineffective dating strategy Brian!

When I reflect back on that wonderful day, I could not help but smile at the memory of Brian’s “Best Man” toast. As you can see from the video, Brian was a natural ham and enjoyed speaking in front of the crowd. You can also tell he completely made up his speech as he went along! Though Brian hardly ever prepared, I was amazed at his message and poise for a 20 year old in front of 300+ people. He spoke from his heart and warmly welcomed Susan into our family. He got the crowd to laugh by touting me as “one of his role models” and mentioned how much he looked up to me. Reflecting upon his speech 15 years later, I could not help but think “what would have Brian said had he prepared?” I know in my heart Brian would have reiterated the same message.

Family was everything to Brian. He loved us dearly and enjoyed spending time with us (until his cell phone rang, received a text or had to go someplace where he was a “VIP” and supermodels were present.) He would frequently hum when he was happy. I can vividly remember him humming during Christmas Eve with the Gunnoes, watching Xavier games, or at the Sunday dinner table eating tacos. I remember his laugh.  I remember his voice.  It is glorious to hear both again. 

His speech was pure Brian - made up, passionate, filled with humor, and left you knowing exactly how he felt. Anyone who knew Brian knows how much he loved his family.

I remember the day I told Brian I asked him to be my best man. We were in my parent’s basement and he was on the couch in his patented “recline and rest” position. I walked down the stairs, saw him lying there and asked him poetically “hey, will you be my best man?” Brian’s reaction was fantastic. I could tell his brain (in his huge head) was quickly registering what I asked him. He did not really react as he slowly got up off the couch, walked silently over to me and hugged me. Brian had tears in his eyes and hugged me tight. He said “I did not think you were going to ask me.” I said “No. You are my brother. Of course you were going to be my best man. I never considered anyone else.”

Brian was my best man 15 years ago. He still is and will always be.

"Without it, I would have had my classes cancelled..."

My name is ________ and I am a junior at Xavier University. It is with great humility and thanks that I write you this letter. I recently received the Brian D. McCormick Memorial Scholarship through the university. I am writing you to thank you and your family so much for this gracious gift. Without it, I would have had my classes cancelled, and would have had extreme difficulties in continuing my Xavier education, which has been an extremely important part of my life these past few years. I feel both privileged and honored to receive this award from your family. Thank you, again, and I wish the best for you and your family into the future.

Sincerely,

Name witheld

Brian's message to my dad

Right after Brian died I remember wishing how we could get a sign from Brian that he was OK. I especially wished this for my parents.

About two weeks after that terrible day I got a call from my dad. He said he was driving up Far Hills near Centerville and was thinking about Brian. He had driven this route a thousand times and did not give the car next to him too much attention when he stopped at the light near Whipp road. My dad continued to drive and heard a horn beep. He ignored it a kept driving. It beeped again. My dad looked over and saw two twenty something girls in the next lane. They smiled and waved at my dad. My dad continued driving and heard another beep. He looked over. Saw the twenty something girl in the passenger seat. She looked at him. Smiled, and then proceed to pull her shirt up and flash my dad! My dad did a double take and laughed out loud as they sped away.

My dad called me and told me that I would never guess what happened to him. He told me the story and said he has never seen this happen. Dad also mentioned it was the first time he had a good laugh since Brian left us.

I thought a moment and laughed with him. Sure, the story was great. But, I laughed at the vision of my brother talking to St. Peter:

Brian (to St. Peter): “Hey, my Dad needs a sign from me that I am OK. This is how I want it to go down. I need a hot young chick to flash him while he is driving on Far Hills.”

St. Peter: “What? Are you sure this how you want to do this? Normally, we use sounds, feelings, dreams or something, something not as dramatic.”

Brian: “Nope. This is it. That way he will know it was from me. Because, my dad would know nobody else would send this type of message but me!”

St. Peter: “This may use up a lot of your future messages.”

Brian: “I am all in baby.”

I am certain all of us could see Brian having this conversation with St. Peter and understand that this would be perfectly logical to him.

Love and miss you Brian.

PS. I and all of your guy buddies would appreciate a “message” like this every once a while too!

Public Enemy

Brian was a big fan of all music, but especially hip-hop and rap. And on Friday night I had the great Public Enemy play my club and I know that Brian would have been right next to me for these photo ops. Miss you bro.

"Thank you so much for giving the opportunity to go back to school..."

I just received two thank you letters today from recent receiptents of Brian’s fund. Though, I receive the letters – and they thank me – I cannot help but think that Brian has a smile and somehow knows these kids are staying in school because of him.

Sho' nuff indeed!

Mr. McCormick:

I am the recent recipient of $500 from the Brian D. McCormick Memorial fund. I have been working very hard to put myself through college and these funds are a blessing.

I heard the story’s of Brian’s generosity. When I have the means, I plan to donate to Xavier to help other students in need.

I cannot thank you enough

Regards,

Name withheld, class of 2011

Mr. McCormick:

Thank you so much for giving the opportunity to go back to school. I will never forget what you have done!

Sincerely,

Name withheld

Who's the Masta? Sho Nuff

Many of Brian's favorite quotes came from a little known 80's film "The Last Dragon." When you think about his fascination with the movie it makes total sense. The movie consists of martial arts fighting, a great 80's soundtrack, a villian that goes by the "Shogun of Harlem" and a hero named "Bruce Leroy."

The quote most often used by Brian, atleast in my mind, is the shouted reply of the Shogun of Harlem's gang to his repeated question, "Who's the Masta?"
The gang would yell in reply "Sho Nuff."

This video clip gives a nice intro to what I'm talking about:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4hKh6ZQGOE

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I think I've been doing this unconsciously for years, but whenever I'm asked a question by one of my friends in which a simple "yes" won't do, I reply "sho nuff." I looked at my texts from yesterday and I replied at least twice to questions with "sho nuff." I'm not sure if any of my friends know what I'm talking about but I hope it makes Brian laugh.

Miss you Brian.

TRAINSPOTTING

In 1996 the Scottish movie TRAINSPOTTING was released and after several theater viewings Brian and I were hooked. The opening monologue especially spoke to us because we were heading into graduation at the end of the year and life as we knew it was going to change...

"Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?"

The movie spawned an amazing soundtrack including the song "Born Slippy" by Underworld. This became one of our favorite all time songs and to this day it will always remind me of Brian and our eternal friendship.

Here is a live version of the song:

My Wedding

My posting frequency hasn't been what it should be but its still hard to admit Brian's gone.

The fam sat down to watch a slideshow of our wedding pictures and Brian's huge melon kept popping up. For someone who "hated" to have his picture taken he sure knew how to get in front of the camera. Pictures to come...

A sad day - Walt's Hitching Post Closes After 53 Years

Man, would Brian be mad today!

Walt’s is one of our favorite restaurants of all time. It is the place for ribs. Everybody - even Jesus - agrees Walt's totally kicks Montgomery Inn's Ass. Their ribs are smoked to perfection and the sauce is perfect. Walt’s toasted rye bread is like crack.

Walt's closing is terrible. I mean up there with Xavier losing to OSU terrible!

Brian took my mom for lunch to Walt’s for her birthday. Somehow, he got them to provide their toasted rye bread to them (Walt’s normally only served it for dinner). They ate like eight slices apiece before their food arrived!

Brian loved Walt’s and I can clearly hear him humming with happiness while he devoured another slab.

The last time we were there was for Brian’s birthday. We ate like champs and let loose some balloons to Brian in Walt’s parking lot.

I guess like everything in life, eventually there has to be an end.  Like many things, it just does not seem right.

Walt's Hitching Post Closes After 53 Years

REVENGE OF THE NERDS

REVENGE OF THE NERDS was one of Brian's all time favorites movies and maybe his most quotable. I remember driving in his Saab one day years ago on the way to Mount Adams and he plugged in his iPod... one minute we're listening to Jay-Z and then the next would be "Are You Ready For The Sex Girls" which is a song from the movie. Brian was funny like that. You never knew what was up his sleeve.

"Red Dawn, Preston, and drinking the blood"

I saw “Red Dawn” on TV a few nights ago. “Red Dawn” was released in 1984 and was about high school kids fighting off the occupying communists who invaded the USA. They go to the mountains, hide out, survive and eventually kick some commie butt. They became known as “The Wolverines.” It was a great cold war flick and Brian and I loved it.

There was one particular scene in it that Brian and I thought was great. About half way through the movie, Robert (C. Thomas Howell) hunts and kills his first deer. Jeb (The legendary Patrick Swayze) and Matt Eckert (Charlie Sheen) make Robert drink the blood of his first kill and honor “the spirit of the deer.” Take a look at this you tube clip and watch the awesomeness unfold:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jtr2XPuPxzE&feature=related

We fished frequently with the Adam and Kerry MacVay . Kerry worked with K-Mart (where my Dad and brother sold toys) and we went several times to Canada and Costa Rica. We always had a blast and enjoyed catching tons of fish (most of the time). We got to meet interesting people (Gen. George Patton III) and some utter and complete boors. The biggest boor was a guy we met in Canada. His name was “Preston.” When we first met Preston and his wife, they immediately preceded to tell us how and why they disliked K-Mart. They went on and on. Finally, Preston asked Kerry what he did for a living. Kerry says “I buy toys.” Preston said “oh” and drank his coffee. In mid sip, Adam surgically said “for K-Mart.” Preston was slightly embarrassed and tried to take his size 10 unsuccessfully out of his mouth. We all immediately despised the “Prestons” and made fun of them all day fishing. Brian called me Preston numerous times when he disliked my normal easy going personality and superb fishing skills.

The next day, the Prestons were again boring us with details of their life. Finally, Mrs. “Preston” did say something that interested us. She talked about how she had to shoot and kill a bear that wondered on their back deck in Minnesota. We listened to the somewhat interesting story and Mrs. Preston paused. Brian immediately went for the kill:

Brian: “Was this the first bear you killed?”

Mrs. Preston: (slightly puzzled) “Yes.”

Brian: “Did you drink its blood?”

Mrs. Preston: (shocked) “What?”

Brian: “You have to drink the blood of your first kill. You have to honor its spirit.”

Mrs. Preston: “You’re kidding me? That’s disgusting!”

Kerry MacVay: (nodding his head) “Of course you have to drink the blood!”

Rest of us now in on it: “Oh yeah, you always have to drink the blood. That’s what every hunter does with their first kill. Gotta drink the blood...gotta drink the blood.”

The Prestons were simultaneously stunned, mortified, disgusted and wanted desperately to get the hell away from us – Brian in particular. It was glorious! They left us alone for the rest of the trip. They thought we were all crazy and avoided Brian like the plague.

I was recently in Detroit and heard that “Red Dawn” was being remade. Most of it was shot in Detroit. In fact, in one of the scenes, a tank goes through the old K-Mart headquarters in Troy were Brian and my dad spent most of their professional careers selling toys to Kerry and other K-Mart buyers. How appropriate!

In the clip above, Charlie Sheen’s character says “once you do that (drink the blood) there will be something different about you.” I think that statement also relates to everyone who ever met Brian. You always remembered him and (as we know), he made you feel different and sometimes he made you “drink the blood.”

I always get a chuckle at the imagined conversations between Preston and his wife. I guarantee they remember Brian and probably still talk about “this crazy Ohio fisherman who asked us if we drank the blood after killing that bear.”  Brian certainly changed them!

WOLVERINES!!!!

The Waterfront

My parents came to visit last week and the conversation turned to good food and even better restaurants, which reminded my mother of the time they visited Cincinnati (after we had graduated XU around '98 or '99) and treated Brian and I to a big dinner at The Waterfront. We went a bit too crazy on the raw bar order and my father wasn't too pleased when the bill came, but it was a fun experience for all of us.

The Waterfront was special to Brian and I because we both had worked there, me for a year and a half during college and Brian for a summer in '96. Working with Brian was the absolute best and we ran that place like we owned it. The kitchen staff loved us and they'd always share their "mistakes" so we'd be consistently chowing down on the best 12 oz. filets, 16 oz NY Strips, fresh water lobster tails, and our favorite "Freddie" salads. I remember more than one time our manager catching us with stuffed mouths during our shifts, but we were good at our jobs and always brought the laughs so they pretty much overlooked it. Plus, no one in their right minds could turn down a Collinsworth Steak Oscar from The Waterfront!

That summer I put a vacation request in the shift book and called my week vacation a "sabbatical" thinking it was just a fancier word for vacation. While I was away Brian told everyone I was extremely holy and my vacation was actually a religious retreat, but I was too embarrassed just to say it! When I got returned to work everyone on staff treated me differently and made faces when I would share my usual obnoxious stories and jokes. This went on for a solid week until Brian finally broke down laughing until he cried!

Lucha Libre

While in Monterrey, Mexico this afternoon I was stuck in traffic in the back of my taxi and out of nowhere I see a guy in a Lucha Libre mask (the Mexican wrestling masks that is mentioned and shown in one of the stories below) bounding through the cars. It turns out he has a pole with probably 20 of the masks on it and it made me think of Brian. Brian would have bought the guy out and despite the 100 degree heat, we would have had them on.

Happy 4th of July, Brian sightings and Bacon fries.

Happy Fourth of July! This was Brian’s (and is my) favorite holiday. Both of like it because “you drink beer, blow stuff up and there are no gifts to buy!” This is why America is number one baby!

We had a grand time in Ireland. Patrick found his pot of gold, the kids chased some sheep, the ladies shopped, we saw some great sights, and helped the Irish economy.

No matter where we were, I (and all of us) could not help but think about Brian and how he we would react or enjoy Ireland with us. We had several “Brian sightings” throughout the trip. The first sighting occured at JFK (the worse airport in the US). “MCC/B” was listed (appropriately) as standby for our flight.

The first night we were in Doolin at a pub. I was talking with Susan about the standby listing and said “I am so obtuse. I just wish Brian would give me a clearer sign. Within two seconds, an Australian guy (the McCormick’s love Australians) dropped a Smith’s Bacon flavor fries wrapper on our table directly in front of me. This is the exact flavor Brian and I ate 10 bags of in 1991 at a Sligo pub where we placed the worst game of darts in recorded history. These, as you have already guessed, are bacon flavored chips and are described as “cereal snack with that extra crunchy bacon taste.” You know they are extremely healthy and good for you! Brian and I raved about them for years and never, ever, found them until that instant. All we could say is “wow!”

The next day we went to Galway. While walking through the town we heard a street performer singing Josh Groban’s song called “You raise me up.” This song was my Mom’s and brother’s favorite and illustrated their strong relationship:

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;

When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;

I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;

You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;

You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;

I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;

You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You raise me up... To more than I can be.

In fact, Brian took my Mom to a Josh Groban concert in Detroit. My Mom always thinks about Brian whenever and wherever she hears one of his songs. She thought about Brian when we heard the same song the next day in a store.

We don’t care if some think we are crazy (they already do anyways). Some may call these “Brian sightings” as amazing coincidences. We don’t. They gave us a smile and a happy thought about our Brian right when we needed them - while we happened to be in Ireland. Isn’t that grand?

Tapadh leat Brian.

May God bless him and the United States of America!

Ireland

He will be with us! 

Jimmy Buffett

On my way to work this morning I heard Jimmy Buffett's "Margaritaville" and JB always reminds me of Brian because he loved Buffett coming into Summer Bridge in '93. He had multiple Jimmy Buffett t-shirts and the 4 disc set was on constant rotation in his dorm stereo... that was until he got his roommate assignment the next day... Tyson Brit, a XU basketball hopeful at 6'4" and 250 lbs.

Just like Brian, I'm drinking IRISH tonight.

RUDY

One of Brian's favorite movies was RUDY and it has been on cable all this month. I've never been a Notre Dame fan, but the movie reminds me of Brian so I watch it anyways.

Short, to the point, and the exact reason for Brian's fund

Mr. McCormick:

I wanted to thank you for your generosity. Without people like you, I wouldn’t be able to continue my Xavier education.

Thank you very much.

Name withheld

I'm Engaged!

I'm freshly engaged to my girlfriend of three years, Marion, and I know Brian is looking down and smiling at me right now. Brian and I enjoyed the best and worst of times together in our fifteen year friendship and I truly feel incomplete not being able to share this special experience with him.

I'm without a best friend and a best man for my wedding and I miss him dearly.

Brian helps out two (including a Rugby player!)

Dear Mr. McCormick:

Thank you so much for your family’s generosity. Recently I became worried about being able to pay my tuition at Xavier University. I was able to go to Mr. Adrian Schiess and he helped me through your family’s fund. My family and I were tremendously relieved to receive that aid. I cannot thank you enough for what you have done.

Sincerely,

Name withheld


Hi Mr. McCormick,

I am a student at Xavier and today I had an appointment with Adrian Schiess in the retention center. I mentioned to him that I am on the Women's Rugby team and he shared with me your brother’s story and the donation your family made. Your generosity had contributed to my bill at Xavier, allowing my mother to cut back on the long hours she had been working this past year to pay my school bill. I am certain Brian is glad he helped out a fellow Rugger! I know you do not know me but I just wanted to let you know how you have helped me out!!

Thank you, thank you,

Name withheld

Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened. ~Theodor Seuss Geisel

News Flash! My Mom found Brian's actual Mother Day Card!

FRONT COVER:

“Mom, friendship doesn’t always happen between mothers and sons…

But, I’m really glad it happened between us.”

INSIDE CARD, ON LEFT:

“I realize there were times when it may have been difficult for you to accept my decision to become a woman.

But you let me borrow all the clothes and makeup I needed before the operation.”

INSIDE CARD, ON RIGHT:

“On Mother’s Day I want to say thanks for your love, help, and understanding.

You’re a wonderful mother and a wonderful friend.

I just want you to know I really do love you all the way to Ireland, Hong Kong, and Tennessee.

Thanks again for everything and I love you a lot. I love you!”

BACK COVER:

“By Brian Dargin Patrick Richard Jerome Reed Seamus McCormick”

How many people in this world would actually give the above card to their mother? Yep, only one!

Two years

“The new normal” began for us two years ago today. It still does not seem real. Yet, it is. This terrible day is like reliving an accident. Time seems to slow down to milliseconds. Everything in replayed via quick flashes and certain detailed memories. Feelings, thoughts, and actions stand out. Reliving that day is like a scary movie that is all too real. Many times I wanted to say “Please God, make this stop. Bring him back! Please hit the ‘reset’ button.” Unfortunately we can’t change time and magically bring Brian back. However, we have learned to live without his physical presence these last two years.

The only way I get through tough days like today is to “bring Brian back” via some great memories of him. As I told my Dad last night, I know we will all think about this day two years ago and shed a tear. We will go through our rituals, pray for him, and think of “what could have been?” Brian does not want us to focus on things that cannot be changed and the associated negative energy. He would want us to remember him at his happiest, when he was laughing so hard he cried, when he hummed while eating the most expensive thing on the menu - and of course - whenever Xavier beats UD (which is often)!

Somebody once said “the worst sin is to be boring.” Brian was a sinner.  But, he was never boring!  He was such a part of our lives and influenced everyone he met. Brian wanted to be different, had tremendous energy, and everyone that met him instantly knew there was only one Brian McCormick in the world. They never, ever, forgot him!

So, how shall we remember Brian today? What comes into your mind when you think of him? I bet it is his smile. How deeply he loved his family, friends, and Xavier. Or, something he did that was so incredibly stupid, ballsy, or hilarious that you burst out loud laughing! Laugh with Brian today. Smile for him and tell those you love why you love them. Pull a prank on someone. Tell a “Brian story” to a friend who needs a laugh. Be Brian today and everyday (well maybe not every day, because many of us have to work)! Whatever you do, do not be boring!

The one good thing to come from Brian’s death has been the tremendous outpouring of love and support from our friends and family. Thank you! It is humbling and more than we ever expected. We have also tried to focus mainly on “what is truly important?” Family and friends always win!

Brian’s love of his family was well known. Most of the time, Brian used humor to “demonstrate his love.” Brian loved to make our Mom laugh. For Mother’s Day, he went to the Hallmark Card store at Towne & Country shopping center in the mid ‘90’s. He ask the 80 year old clerk to help him make a “do it yourself” Mother’s Day card. She asked him “what message do you want inside the card?” Brian thought a moment and started speaking slowly. He said “Mom, I know sometimes we do not always see eye to eye.” The 80 year old started typing and repeated his first phrase. Brian continued; “However, I know our love is strong and your support of me has been amazing.” The clerk looked down, typed, and mumbled “…support of me has been amazing.” Then, Brian finished the card’s message by speaking the following very deliberately; “Especially since I have decided to become a woman.” The 80 year old stopped typing. Slowly looked up at him and was stone faced. Brian waited a moment and did not crack a smile. He then said; “oh yeah, put ‘love Brian’ on there as well.” We howled with laughter when he gave the card to our Mom and told how the card was made. She loved it as well. Man, he loved to make us all laugh.

On a different note, I asked Patrick a few weeks ago about what he remembered about his Uncle Brian. Patrick thought a moment, looked a little sad, and said: “Uncle Brian was the best hugger ever.”

That’s how I will remember Brian today. The funniest person I know and “the best hugger ever.”

I know he would love making you laugh today. Brian would also give you a great big hug. Let him.

Love and miss you Brian!

Brian, the Maisonette and the Viking helmet

Brian would have been 35 today. It is tough to imagine him getting older. In my mind (and many others) Brian never viewed himself as an adult. He thought – and often acted – like a “big kid.” Man, he would have hated getting grey hair and would have joked that he “needed a new rug.”

One of Brian’s best birthdays was 14 years ago when he turned 21. My parents had treated me and several of my friends to a great dinner at The Precinct when I turned 21. (We had a great time and Brian ordered a “Tanqueray and Tonic” like a pro even though he was only 16.) Brian, naturally, wanted a similar experience and upped the ante by requesting we go to the Maisonette. At the time, the Maisonette was the best restaurant in Cincinnati and maintained a five star Mobil ranking longer than any other restaurant in the US. In short, it was the best of the best.

Brian invited several of his friends. There were so many of us, we had to use the upstairs party room (near the flags in the photo) that was used by then President Clinton for a fund raiser only one hour before our dinner. We had a sublime meal filled with great conversation and laughter. Brian got mad at me when I asked one of his lady friends “what the hell are you going to do with a French degree?” I honestly do not know if he ever forgave me for “embarrassing him like that?” (Did Brian really, ever, get embarrassed?) Brain played the role of host, court jester, and practically licked his plate after devouring all the great food. He was humming and in his glory.

The funniest thing of the evening occurred when we were leaving. My parents, Susan, and I watched Brian’s friends pile in his blue/green Saturn POS. They were dressed to the nines, just ate at one of the nation’s best restaurants and acting cool. They pulled away and we followed. We noticed Brian had several things on the back “deck” of his Saturn’s rear window. The most prominent object was a rather large, plastic Viking helmet with horns.

We burst out loud at the contrast between a person who could eat at the Maisonette and also wear a Viking helmet with horns. I doubt the valets saw many Viking helmets and exactly zero other Maisonette patrons had similar headgear! This memory personifies Brian to me. Humor was always in his mind no matter what he was doing and that he was his own person.

It is tough to believe where we were 14 years ago. What a great memory. What a great brother.

Happy birthday Brian!

Help our Muskies and our nation today!

ST. PATRICK'S DAY

As you very well know St. Patrick's Day was Brian's absolute favorite holiday and we celebrated the event with Irish Pride every year. In college, Brian would spring for a box of cheap champagne and we'd have the best house party on campus. After graduation we made road-trips to Chicago to party for the weekend in the Windy-City with our fellow XU grads Johnny Personette and Dan Brice for four years straight and those times were the most memorable (probably for the lack of cheap champagne.) This holiday is always tough on all of us because it reminds us of Brian and the joy he brought to all who knew him.
Last night in memory of my best friend Brian Dargin McCormick, I dedicated a toast to him on stage during break for our sold out Sublime tribute band concert. 1300 people all joined me in pouring out a sip of drink for our friends and family that are no longer with us and we will continue to love and miss very much.

Nags Head Trip

A few photos from a family trip to Nags Head celebrating Joanna's graduation from college.

I think it's one of the very rare photos of Brian outdoors with his shirt off working on what Matt likes to call his "savage Irish tan."

Patrick's Baptism

These are some pictures I found of Brian and the McCormicks at Patrick's Baptism. Notice Brian's ever-present goofy grin.

I remember he arranged for a bagpiper to play as the family walked out of the church. Nice memories.

Brian and Wesley Snipes

Somehow I started thinking about Wesley Snipes today and remembered Brian’s hilarious post on Xavier hoops about Snipes.

Brian and I loved "New Jack City" and watched it a thousand times. We would dissect the plot and discussed the inner meaning of what “bust a cap on the mowat” meant? (We think it involves champagne).

Brian also believed Wesley Snipes should have received an Academy Award for his nuanced performance as drug king pin Nino Brown.

Check out Brian’s wit and laugh at his “logic:”

The greatest actor of our age

Snipes has played more roles in the modern age than any other actor, if I am wrong let me know who has been in the same/more roles.

Football player

Basketball player

Baseball player

Boxer

Prison Boxing Champ

Drug Kingpin

Ex-Drug Dealer

Transvestite

Vampire

Jazz musician

Cop

Ex-Cop

Federal Marshal

Thief

CIA Agent

Ex-CIA Agent

United Nations secret agent

Secret Service Agent

Construction worker

Architect

Dancer (Michael Jackson "Bad" video)

Soldier

Ambulance Driver

Only Brian would think this deep about Wesley Snipes, take the time to research his roles, and post it on a Xavier message board. Yep, that is why we love him and miss his crazy, off the wall stuff that only he could pull off.

You're missed Brian

Another note of thanks

These notes never get old. In fact, they make my day!

Dear Mr. McCormick:

I recently received some of the Brian McCormick funds to help pay my tuition. Without this aid I would have been unable to pay my bills as I am solely supporting myself through school. I cannot begin to express my appreciation to you for supplying this fund in honor of your brother. Thank you so very much.

Sincerely,

Name Withheld

** You are most welcome. The Brian McCormick Memorial Fund is supplied by all of the McCormick's (not just me) and our family/friends. This type of fund was Brian's idea. We are just making his dream - and yours - a reality. Best, Matt **

"May God continue to use the generosity of Brian’s legacy to change lives in the same way you have changed mine."

What a great belated Christmas gift!  It appears the gift was received in December and the thank you note was delayed.  Letters like these define why Brian’s fund exists.  You know God has some serious plans for this young lady.

Dear McCormick Family:

May apologies for the tardiness of this note. I found it between the seats in my car. I thought I had mailed it with some other things. While, these sentiments are very much delayed, I assure you that they are still accurate and sincere. Your blessing is very much alive and will be in my heart and my prayers.

Sincerely,

Name withheld

Dear McCormick Family:

Merry Christmas! I hope that this card finds you well and anticipating a joyful holiday season. Thank you so much for a very unexpected gift from Xavier’s McCormick Memorial Fund. My family is referring to your gift as “my Christmas miracle” and there has never been a truer statement.

I look forward to the day when God allows me to express my gratitude by “paying it forward” by being a blessing to someone else to the same magnitude that you have blessed me. Your gift has enabled me to pay rent and buy Christmas presents for my brother and sister.

May God continue to use the generosity of Brian’s legacy to change lives in the same way you have changed mine.

My sincerest gratitude,

Name withheld

Prayer request for a friend of Brian and the McCormicks

The McCormick Family is asking The Xavier Nation to pray for one of their daughters who needs our help.

Rosellen Creighton is a dear friend of our family and is loved by my brother Brian (who really appreciated those sweet NCAA seats in Nashville). She is a huge supporter of Xavier and helped make our University what it is today. Her, and the Sisters of Mercy, are asking all of us to pray to Catherine McAuley for a miracle cure for Rosellen.

Please read her letter and pray the prayer below to Catherine McAuley for Rosellen. Think of it as a “three-fer”; Rosellen gets cured, Catherine McAuley becomes a Saint, and the Sisters are happy. Does anyone want mad Nuns? I don’t!

I know the Xavier “family” will help our own once again. This is why the Xavier Nation is truly great!

Thank you & God Bless you, Rosellen Creighton, and all fans of Xavier University!

Time to step it up Brian!

MM

Dearest Friends:

I desperately need your help. As we skip along life’s path, we occasionally trip over a pebble, or sometimes a large rock. Usually we fall, get up and get on with our journey with a minor scrape and sometimes stitches. Unfortunately, I have slammed into (as my grandchildren would say) a “ginormous” boulder.

For the past year and a half I could tell my body was not feeling like my body. After many tests and doctors’ visits I have been diagnosed with “upper motor neuron” disease…which qualifies as Lou Gehrig’s disease or ALS. It is incurable and there are no effective treatments. Life as I have known it has drastically changed.

My professors, mentors and friends from Edgecliff College, The Religious Sisters of Mercy, have presented me with something that is doable. Their founder, the Venerable Catherine McAuley, needs a miracle to be considered for Beatification – on her way to Sainthood. I want to be her miracle. I have enclosed information about Catherine McAuley and a prayer. Please open the card to the 8 x 10 size. This is where the prayer is. Please pray for my cure. Help me soar over this “ginormous” boulder.

Thank you all for your prayers. I appreciate every one!

Love, Rosellen

PRAYER FOR THE SICK
God of Love and Mercy
You inspired Catherine McAuley
To serve your Son
By responding to the needs of the sick,
We ask that through her prayers
You reach out with your healing prayers
You reach out with your healing love
And restore
ROSELLEN CREIGHTON
To full health,
We ask this in complete confidence
Through Jesus Christ, Your Son.
Amen.
Venerable Catherine Pray for us.

Brian would love this video

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I recently saw this video and I can promise you Brian would love it.

"Your plastic surgery looks great!"

As many of you know, Brian travelled often for his job in the toy industry. He went to Hong Kong and New York frequently and always seemed to find the “newest” and “best” five star restaurants. Amazingly, all seemed to serve foie gras.

Brian was in New York City for Toy Fair one year (2002?). He was checking in the Double Tree Hotel near Times Square and found himself right in front of TV newscaster Greta Van Susteren who was also checking in. Brian - used to interacting with celebrities - proceeded to talk to her like an old friend. Greta had just moved from CNN to Fox. She had also just had extensive plastic surgery.

Right before Brian was about to check in, he walked to the counter and said:

Brian: “Well, Greta it was a pleasure to meet you and talk to you. “

Greta: “It was nice meeting you.”

Brian: “Oh, by the way, your plastic surgery looks great! I mean really great.”

Greta: “Uh, thanks.”

Brian then checked in. While he was eating a complementary hot chocolate cookie, he realized he did not exactly end the conversation with Greta in the best way. He looked over to her and began to understand that her stony glaze may not be totally due to her recent surgery. Brian wrestled with the idea of apologizing and thought. “Naw, it’s too damn funny of a story” and left her alone.

Again, only Brian could talk to a celebrity and simultaneously charm and insult her without thinking. I mean, would any of us EVER say “your plastic surgery looks great” to a complete stranger or a celebrity?

Brian would and did.

I think of Brian every time I see Greta on the tube. My guess is you will too.

Many thanks from Brian's family!

Thank you all for your generosity.  We raised over $2,200 for Brian’s Memorial Fund at the second annual  “have a drink with Brian & 300 of his closest friends” fund raiser held on Saturday, January 16th.  The money raised goes directly to needy XU students in financial need. It really does make a difference.

BTW, Dana's had their best day ever – by 50%!  BJ even had to get more beer thanks to you booze hounds. Pretty cool how Coach Mack came up to Dana's and saluted the crowd (I gave him a cup). Will post pictures later and will also auction off more XU gear soon. 

Many asked me to post the inscription of this year's cup. Well, it did its job this year and here it is:

SIDE “A”

The second annual “have a drink with Brian and 300 of his closest friends”

X-travaganza!

BIG DAMN “X” XAVIER LOGO

Benefiting “The Brian McCormick Memorial Fund” that helps Xavier University students in financial need.

Thanks to Dana’s, XU, and 1290 WHIO’s “Flyer Feedback” Show

SIDE “B”

“Let's do it for Johnny - sweep the leg - and not let up until the final buzzer rings and the nectar of the gods is flowing from Dana's taps...Oh, and lots of tater tots - love those things. Go Xavier - beat ud... again...”

Brian Dargin “Pablo” McCormick

Thanks to all who attended. Many of you came from out of town. My family and I greatly enjoyed reminiscing about Brian and hearing about his many exploits. Though we all miss Brian terribly, we have to relish the great day we all had. We had great weather for the second year in a row. The good guys won, we raised a ton of jack and many beers were consumed in honor of our victorious Muskies – and Brian.

Brian is humming!

God bless you all!

P.S.  Here are some shots of Chris Mack visiting Dana's:

Announcing the SECOND annual “Have a drink with Brian & 300 of his closest friends”

Last year was a rousing success. UD was rightfully humbled once again and we raised over $3,000 for Brian's memorial fund that kept many Xavier students in school. Plus, a massive amount of beer was consumed by all.

Brian’s “feelings” towards UD have been well documented and will be dissected by historian’s/religious scholars for years to come. We thought it would be great to honor Brian by toasting him on this night of nights and drinking a beer or two (or eight) at Dana’s right after the XU/UD game on January 16th. The cost is $10 (plus $1 per beer after that) and you get a cup that magically replenishes itself with beer!

All proceeds will go to “The Brian McCormick Memorial Fund” at Xavier. This fund helps keep financially strapped XU students in school regardless of their academic record. Brian always wanted to start a fund like this. Through your generosity, at least 24 students are still in school thanks to Brian - and we are just getting started! Think of all the good things and how the world will benefit from these future Xavier graduates!

Join us. You know Brian would be (and will be) there! I guarantee it will be a blast and no watermelons will be allowed on the premises!

When: Saturday, January 16th, 2010

Where: Dana Gardens. 1832 Dana Ave., Cincinnati, OH 45207, 513.631.BEER.

Time: 1 PM until we are all kicked out

What: A night of fun, laughter, and beer before XU defeats UD once again. Honoring Brian and benefiting "The Brian McCormick Memorial Fund" at Xavier University.

Cost: $10 bucks (or more) gets you the commemorative collector's edition cup that will only increase in value. $1 for each drink after that gets you and all the tax deductible beer you can drink until closing time!

Contact Matt McCormick mmccormick@bahl-gaynor.comat for more information or if you can’t make the party and want a cup/donate.

Special thanks to Brian Hicks at Xavier, Chris Gogol for the facebook invite, and BJ (and everyone at Dana's) for all of their help!

Thanks and God Bless, the McCormick’s