This was my best friend at one point. We were homeless together, we struggled together, and we even got in trouble together. I remember smoking tobacco out of some corn cob pipe when we were jonesing for a cig. I remember that goofy dance he did. Hopefully, he learned some better moves, though, for his wedding. I remember the room we shared at Kar Woo's place and the shitty apartment we had downtown when all we wanted to do was work, smoke and play fight night against each other. I wish I could go back even if for just a little bit. I loved him like a brother. I had no idea this happened. I am so happy to know he got the life and family that he always wanted, the life he always deserved, but I feel deep grief knowing he will never get to see that through. I miss you, brother, even if it has been over a decade since we even knew if the other was okay. I just hoped that I could say I am sorry for being so stupid all those years ago, I should've said it then. I will never forget you, Matt, but I guess we'll have to catch up in the next life <3

I’m so sorry Lexi and family for your loss. He was a very nice man. He helped when he was needed and kind as he diligently did what was expected. God bless his soul. 

Peter says he is sorry for your loss.