My Eulogy

Ladies and gentlemen, we gather here not to mourn but to celebrate the extraordinary, the incomparable, the occasionally grumpy, but always unforgettable Curtis. Born on a day when the stars must've been in a particularly cheeky alignment, our man embarked on a journey that was anything but ordinary. 

Curtis, a proud Army vet, had more layers than an onion wearing a winter coat. He was a man who could out-stubborn a mule, yet his heart was larger than his biceps—and let me tell you, those were not small. A warrior, a protector, and on occasion, a pain in our collective asses, but our lives were infinitely richer with him in them.

Let's not skirt around the fact that Curtis had his struggles—BPD and depression were his uninvited, persistent companions. But, like the true soldier he was, he faced them head-on, with the courage that made him a hero in more ways than one. He taught us the power of resilience, the importance of fighting our battles, and the art of cracking a joke when the going gets tough.

Our dear Curtis was a connoisseur of life's absurdities. He could find humor in the darkest corners, often leaving us in stitches. His laughter was infectious, his sarcasm razor-sharp, and his ability to lighten the mood was unmatched. A philosopher in his own right, he had the uncanny ability to dispense wisdom that was as profound as it was unexpected.

But let's not forget, Curtis was also a man of mystery. Just when you thought you had him figured out, he'd surprise you. Maybe it was his knack for suddenly becoming the life of the party or his unexpected acts of kindness. He had a way of leaving a mark on your heart, whether it was with a thoughtful gesture, a listening ear, or a perfectly timed "asshole."

To Curtis, life was an adventure to be embraced, a battle to be fought with honor, and a joke to be shared among friends. He lived with passion, loved with his whole heart, and fought bravely, both in uniform and against the adversaries within.

So, here's to Curtis, a man who was as complex as he was charismatic, as challenging as he was cherished. May we remember him not just for the battles he fought, but for the laughter he brought into our lives, the lessons he taught us, and the immense love he shared.

As we say our goodbyes, let's raise a glass to Curtis. May we meet again, asshole, in that great big mess hall in the sky, where the drinks are on the house, the laughter never ends, and the love is eternal.