Wednesday July 20, 2016
Stu and I met in our first year of Journalism School. We became fast friends. We were attached at the hip from pretty much day one. Stu’s shoe collection became my shoe collection and, well, the rest is history. Stu has taught me about loyalty, unconditional love and, most importantly, how to make a killer negroni. (The secret is Cocchi di Torino vermouth… Shhhh…) Ryan and I were working at the Torontoist together, in the early days, and we all went out for nachos at Sneaky Dees and Stu came and… I literally watched these two dorks fall in love. I knew that I’d lost my best friend, I mean, not lost him but that things were going to change. I had never seen Stu happier than when he was with Ryan. Suddenly, every text message contained the word “AMAZING!” Capital letters. Exclamation mark. Stu smiled more, enjoyed his work more, worked out more, ate more greens – with Ryan, Stu is more. More Stu. That’s all we can ever hope for, right?