I love you, Tank

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There is an official post on his Facebook page if you would like more information about his final days. Please consider donating to Lifelong AIDS Alliance; Tank loved his time there and his legacy will last indefinitely.


Everyone who has ever met Tank knows how wonderful, loving, and special he was. He radiated an effervescence of delight and looked at the world with a beautiful innocence. When you were with him, you couldn’t help but see that childlike wonder. It was infectious.

...That's just from knowing him! Imagine being the focus of the full intensity of his love.

That was me. For whatever reason, I was that thing for him.

If he was my world, I was his sun; he made me feel like the center of his universe:

To say I “miss him” is an understatement. My world is gone.

Tank left a very detailed will that I’m determined to fulfill. Then I’m gone. Starting with my online presence.

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In the meantime, I want you to celebrate Tank’s life with his family, friends, and I. He was not a material person, but he did have some indulgences you should try while reflecting on your favourite Tank memories:

These were his "favourite" things...but, "favourite" is not a true absolute for Tank as he was driven by curiosity and would always pick something new and unusual. Always. Catfish, durian, geoduck...he lived for the exotic and unusual.

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I love this photo of Tank. A moment of rapture. Just look how happy he is.

Core to his identity was his service. He lived to help people, and was happiest helping those he loved. The thing that could brighten his day was making yours better.

I love you, Tank. My best friend, partner, my world...my pup. Thank you for allowing me to be in your life.