His name was Warren Belcher.
And he was amazing to everyone, I can see in my head people crying all over town. Mourning the loss of absolute cool.
He always smiled, even if he was yelling. His smile was beautiful.
I knew him long before his Bartending Days.
I met Warren when I was transferd from School to School. I went to alot of different schools when I was a little kid, and finally landed at Columbia High.
I met Warren at Shenedehowa. We sat next to each other in English class. In the 7th and 8th grade. He was a strange mix of Goth, wore black a lot, and had an “I just have to get out of her attitude”. I shared the same attitude, being queer and in the front row.
Every time the teacher said “Pair Up”, we would just automatically slide our desks next to each other. We didn’t want to work with anyone else, they didn’t get it. Or us.
Our short stories were always a tad bit dark, and Warren always wanted to do a scary one. It always involved a strange touch of dark. The kid was right up my alley. We liked Freddie Krueger.
He had friends outside of our English class, and I didn’t. He was my friend in English, and in the hallway he would always say “Hi Loren”…..instead of the standard “Faggot” some asshole jock would yell.
I left Shenendahowa and went to Columbia High School.
I never really forgot about how nice Warren was to me, because they were few and far between.
Years later, I walked into Waterworks for Karaoke. The Bartender turned to me and I said “Warren?”. He said “Hi Loren”. Coming around from the back of the bar to give me a hug. And we got to be friends for a few more years.
Its been a while since that day, and we talked about the strange papers we wrote. And how we always managed to get a good grade on our essays.
To Warrens Parents, I’m at a lack of words, but please know that Warren was always kind. He was always a sweetheart with a lip ring. And he was one of my only friends in the 7th and 8th grade…..because he knew I needed it.
Sarah, I am deeply sorry for your loss. It must be on a level that none of the other commenters must be feeling.
Warren, You remained cool until the moment you were gone.
So, Warren Belcher : I hope you have a safe trip home. You’ll be sorely missed. It’s always the cool ones who leave us first, there are lots of people here to mourn your loss, and show some gratitude for the life you lead.
Always, Loren Serritella
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