So the days of September 11th will mean something different to me from this day forward. Unfortunately, my friend Herve Romain died yesterday because of complications from a stroke.
For the last few days many of us discussed how he would receover; whether he'd have full use of his limbs, motor skills, etc. That worried me a lot. Herve was the ultimate people person. He had more friends than anyone I know. His job consisted of making sure every big star on his company's music label had things at their fingertips when they came to town. He was also responsible for finding new talents, which he did well. But beyond that he was just loved by everyone. Never once do I remember he and I ever ending an argument in a negative fashion, and that's so impressive considering how absurdly argumentative we both were. Arguments always ended with one of us agreeing on one of our points, but then Herve throwing in a good hearted quip to make sure you recognized his. It ALWAYS ended in a smile.
Herve never stoppped doing for others, and since I know what that's like as well, I could really see it in him. He was ten times the doer for others that I am. It was amazing.
A few months ago I asked him for tickets to see Ghostface Killah, and he wrote me an email saying that I was "Crushing him...," meaning I ask too much. It sorta took me back a bit. I never wanted to be that guy. Everyone asked him for things all the time, and he was always being pushed and pulled in 50 directions. I didn't want to be that guy. I told him he could ask me for anyting, anytime, any day, and I would do it in a second. He said that he knew. It meant a lot to me that he knew that.
Now that I reflect on this story, and all the other crazy shit we did together, I wonder if he felt people wouldn't love him like they did if he stopped doing things for them. Strangely enough it was one of the reasons we didn't spend a ton of time together anymore because I couldn't stand all the leaches. Plus, he was just too non-stop for me. But it would really be sad if he actually did think he had to keep doing things for the love of his friends. I don't think he ever realized how much people loved him. If he knew I wonder now if he'd still be here today. If he'd have taken it down a notch. Taken a breather. Taken a moment for himself. It really makes me sad to think about it.
In the end, he did more in his short time here than most people will do in their lives. He's the guy Fitty would call. He's the guy Eminem would call. He's the guy TRL honored yesterday. He's the guy who reluctantly came with me to see Phish, and loved it, then took me over to a bar to see some guy named Beck. That was part of the deal. He's the guy that asked to meet him out downtown to do some shots. I don't do shots. I did shots. He asked me too. He then took me to Penthouse Club with some friends. I don't do strip clubs, but he asked me too. So I did. He knew everyone there. They all hugged him. It was incredible, but I've become so used to it that I hardly noticed. He's the guy who loved everyone, and everyone loved.
He was just so different from any person you could ever meet in your life. You always knew that if Herve was going to do something for you it was already done. He would not accept failure on his watch. Truly an amazing soul.
The reason I'm writing about him here is because he truly is the example of what you should always let those you truly care about know how much you care. I never thought Herve would be gone at 36. Just last week we were discussing joining a fantasy football league together as teammates. On Wedneday I sent him a freelance job posting of a radio station who needed someone to book guests. Free cash, I figured. It's an email he never read.
It's never too early to tell someone how you feel, but it certainly can be too late. Herve knew how I feel, and that makes me happy. But I wish he knew the depths of how I felt. We had so much in common. We did things alone. We did things without the need for others to be around. It was awesome.
Do not let a day go by without saying the things you really need to say to someone. If it's just a friendly reminder, say it. If it's something deeper that you think can help someone's life, say it. Don't wait for someone else to say the things you have the responsibility to say. You may not think you're responsible, but in truth, we're all responsible for the ones we love.