This was written by a group of Jason's co-workers.

Before you go, there are a few things we'd like to say. You see, some of us didn't get a chance to say goodbye. Hopefully, this won't take too long, but you've given us so much.

We miss you. We miss the way noises and sounds used to erupt from your office and the way you tried to look innocent. We miss the deep, robust laughter that spread over the walls and alerted the "Outburst Police." We miss the way you used to roll up in your chair and join the hallway conversation, and, still seated, tell us how things are supposed to be. We miss the way you used to sit before your keyboard, slap your hands together like rolling thunder, and start typing away. The rest of us tried our best not to let you know you startled us, but secretly smiled. We miss the way you gently reminded us it was nearing lunch time, and the way you used to skulk by our cubes, delighting in a treat left over from a meeting that you were first to notice.

We gathered at lunch today to remember you. Some of us even "Jason'ed" our entrées in your honor. Others just dabbled our forks in the rice, knowing that you would have been finished by our third bite. Some remembered your generosity, and how you started bringing in those gourmet cookies from Fred Meyers. We remembered the first time, rounding the corner into the IC Dungeon, there they were, perched on top of the refrigerator. We remembered smiling the broad grin of a child seeing the array of chocolate chip, white chocolate cranberry, and oatmeal raisin erasing the frowns of a Monday morning commute. Of course we thanked you, but maybe you never knew the full impact of that simple act of kindness. How can we thank you?

We remembered the assistance you were always ready to provide, whenever someone needed your help. Even on the most critical project, you always stopped to help another person. Without hesitation. Always. How can we thank you?

We remembered the cards you gave during a time of sorrow that helped lift us when we needed it most. Many confessed it was often your initiative that brought blessing upon those around you. "Well I was thinking about Anup and his child to be..." stated your EMAIL of two months ago, prompting us to gift them with a crib. You were the one who focused our attention off of ourselves and onto others. Time after time. How can we thank you?

We recalled your open-mindedness, and your willingness always to give someone the benefit of the doubt. How could you be so non-judgmental about people? We were always surprised at how emotionally mature you were at such a young age. We wondered how you could be upset about something for only 5 minutes, and then let it go, never ever holding a grudge.

We reflected on your wedding day, on the unbounded outpouring of emotion you showed throughout the exchanging of your vows, and how deeply it affected us. We recalled your unending joy, your unbridled love for your wife and family on that day.  We remembered the beauty of Shane, and the preciousness of Samantha. We recalled the purity of your voice at the reception, and how we never could get you to sing again for us back in the IC Dungeon.

We remembered how quick you were to grasp everything technical, from computers to DVD players, and beyond. How you and Phil competed for the latest gadgetry for your cell phones. How you drew your own business card from the fish bowl at the SNUG conference winning your first palm pilot. How you instantly knew the intricate details of your cell phone's SIMM card without batting an eye. How you became the go-to guy on every tool problem we had at work. How you answered everything. How can we thank you?

We remembered how you were in the thick of every prank, plotting every twist and turn. And then, just when we thought we had the best prank of all time, you were already thinking of how to push it ever higher. "If you REALLY want to get so-and-so, do this..." During the "Austin Powers Poster Episode," we were all stumped how to prove Phil's involvement until you pointed out the security cameras. And then, when the inevitable retaliation came, how you quickly dodged out of the way! Other times you couldn't help yourself and you let the cat of the bag - "Jar-Jar episodes 1 and 2." "Jason, you're voted off the island."

We remembered your sprinkler system, and how painstakingly you planned every step. How you sent a detailed sketch of your property to Rain Bird for a set of plans, couldn't resist the extra $15 express turnaround for the sprinkler design, and how you then spent half a day comparing the price of every item on the bill of materials at Lowe's vs. Home Depot. We will never forget the day we tried to dig 300 feet of trenches on the hottest, driest day of the year. And how we gave up and got the ditch witch anyway, but then managed to get it stuck in one of the trenches! How, 1 month later, you accidentally chopped up one of the sprinkler heads with your lawn mower and wondered why it had to be the most expensive one.

We remembered how you mis-measured your bookshelves so that they couldn't fit in the original place you intended in your home, but how good they looked where you put them anyway, proving once again that you always landed on your feet.

We remembered your license plate, "ASIC 1," and how you couldn't believe someone else had already taken "ASIC." And then how displeased you were when Phil pointed that "ASIC 1" sounded like "A sick one."

We recalled how much you loved Gonzaga University, how you followed the Bulldogs throughout their fairy-tale runs through the NCAA basketball tournament. How you loved your school so much that you tried to recruit potential employees from the graduating classes.

How can we thank you for all the laughs and good times for the past 5 years? What would you have us do? Can you give us some insight, some assistance one last time? Can you come and once again make us laugh at your goofiness, and touch our hearts, and whisper into our ears one last thought of you?

"Guys, (and Manu), don't forget that I'm always there with you whenever you gather together. Remember always to be thankful for all that you have. Live like today is your last. Oh, and get more life insurance." - Jason Mazurkiewicz