To the world, Alex Sullivan was a gentle bear of a man who died in a movie theater on his 27th birthday.
To me and my family, he was something else — a friend. He was the newborn at my wedding, the smiling 3-year-old petting my dog, the 10-year-old hockey star whacking me in the shins as we played in the street, the polite teenager, the newlywed whose hug took my breath away.
A great article about Alex. If you are interested.