
Lately Giacomo has been popping up in my head more often then before. I think because of quarantine and school my emotions have been a blur, but now I have more time to process. I thought with time the feelings would dull and become less painful, but I noticed that even within months my mind has grown, and there’s more room for feelings and deeper thoughts.
There is no way to say this in a way that someone hasn’t already. Giacomo was a special human. And not in a weird way like the word special is used most of the time, though his goofiness was definitely a key personality trait. He was kinder, more thoughtful, more deep than anyone I had met before, and yet he could make light out of sad conversation without ruining it. He made me laugh and instantly trust him with all of my secrets, and he was so easy to talk to. He was friends with everyone, but had a close circle of friends that he never let go of.
When trying to describe him to others that never knew him, I struggle. Most people tend to talk about the good things when someone dies, and there is no exception with Giacomo. Except that Giacomo was better than most people, so when describing him, you can’t stress it enough.
But sometimes I forget that Giacomo was a typical teenage boy. He loved his X-box and soda and making edgy jokes and he didn’t like to do homework and I love him for that.
But I think my favorite thing about him was his un embarrassment to show love. He loved his parents and his dog and his friends and his cousins and his jaritos and thats a personality trait I think we could all use a little more of. Because love shouldn’t be a thing we’re embarrassed of showing.
So thank you, Ms. and Mr. Torcaso for raising a kid that could show us more about what life is about, to enjoy the time you have and to show love a little more.
—Madeleine Koenig

















