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RIP. Sounds like a good guy. Where in Tampa did he train? I live in Tampa as well.
that is horrible news, I was his roommate in Indianapolis in the later 90's/ early 2000's (time escapes me) before he moved to Florida, have known him since the 6th grade, one of my best friends for many years, Greg was often misunderstood, and taken advantage of by others. If he was your friend, he was your friend, loyal, etc. To me he was one of the best people I knew, although he did have problems and I could see how others may not like him. The absolute largest person I have ever seen in real life, and try living in a small one bedroom apartment with him!
May God have mercy on his soul, he will be missed by many.
Even though im from the west coast, i went to college for a year in Indiana and lived there for almost two years. I met Greg at a strip club on the west side of Indy (Club Rio was the name). He was a good dude. We partied a lot, in fact he was the first guy that I ever did GHB with. He used to have a plastic one gallon jug of the stuff! We would pour it in corona bottles and sip it in the club. My girl worked at the club and she would call me when he and his friends would show up, because you just knew it was going to be a good time!
He had a big heart and was loyal too, at least to me.
Its a shame he died so early and i hate that i lost touch with him. He will be missed and never forgotten. Hope u have the peace u deserve big man.......
snack treats, hillarious.Greg was a dude alright. I lived with him for 2 years in college, and we hung out for years afterward until I got married and had kids. I lost touch with him in recent years as well. When I learned of his death, it hit home pretty hard and I immediately thought of the outright hilarious and absurd stuff the guy did while I knew him. Our landlord in college hated us, came into our house one day and saw the place trashed, yelled "what the fuck is going on around here!" and Nez was standing on the top of the stairs, completely nude with fake Oakleys on, laughing and bouncing his pecs. That landlord didnt know what hit him with that 270 lb beast standing there. And whoever posted the bit about him spray painting "Nez" on parking spaces at BSU- classic reminder. Another time we went into a party uninvited, and he ripped open a box of cereal in the kitchen and started pouring it into his mouth in front of the hosts. Huge heart and would do anything for you; I dont care what anyone says. RIP big guy- the snack treats down here will miss you and have a beer with King L Hutt while you're up there.
Greg was a dude alright. I lived with him for 2 years in college, and we hung out for years afterward until I got married and had kids. I lost touch with him in recent years as well. When I learned of his death, it hit home pretty hard and I immediately thought of the outright hilarious and absurd stuff the guy did while I knew him. Our landlord in college hated us, came into our house one day and saw the place trashed, yelled "what the fuck is going on around here!" and Nez was standing on the top of the stairs, completely nude with fake Oakleys on, laughing and bouncing his pecs. That landlord didnt know what hit him with that 270 lb beast standing there. And whoever posted the bit about him spray painting "Nez" on parking spaces at BSU- classic reminder. Another time we went into a party uninvited, and he ripped open a box of cereal in the kitchen and started pouring it into his mouth in front of the hosts. Huge heart and would do anything for you; I dont care what anyone says. RIP big guy- the snack treats down here will miss you and have a beer with King L Hutt while you're up there.