I have known Jeff Redekker since I was a little boy. He lived not too far away and was my sister's age and was in some of the same classes as her. Although not one of her close friends (actually I can say that he was more my friend than hers), Jeff was always around the same people we knew. My Goan buddy Nelson was another who was friends with Jeff. He was always a very popular guy among his peers and among the local kids much younger than him. Jeff was always known as a helpful and friendly fellow in my neighbourhood of Nepean. He went off to university in the states (in New Hampshire I guess) but often came back as he was quite homesick at the time. We lost touch with him at that point, until he finally moved back to Ottawa after 6 years of university - that would be 93-94. A bunch of us met him here and there, usually at Sens games or at concerts and stuff. To get an image of him just think of Vancouver Canucks' longtime player Trevor Linden - only with lighter hair!
A few months after he came back, he introduced us to his American girlfriend from university, Lisa, who he had actually broken up with. She was there to visit him for a few days. The visits became once a month for a year or so, until one day Jeff called us to inform that he was getting married to Lisa in Hawaii. The two of them settled in the suburb of Orléans and Jeff got a job in real estate. For several years it seemed like things were going great for them. They both attended my sister's wedding, where Jeff chatted for hours with me, Nelson & Sasha - the three guys in my group who were closest to him. He & Lisa also helped out at the reception party in the evening, staying till late at night. My parents were always fond of Jeff, just like a lot of people their age seemed to. After that, we hardly met until just before I finished university. I ran into Jeff who was taking his dog to the vet and told him about my upcoming trip to India and stuff. He seemed very different then, having put on a lot of weight. But he seemed happy and from what I had heard, very successful as well.
For a long time I didn't hear about Jeff. I tried calling him to come for my wedding but he sent a card instead and the day after Rachel & I came back from our honeymoon, we found an excellent gift waiting for us from him. I still didn't get to hear much from him; as I later found out, he was often in Kingston as part of his work. Then last year I met him. He was a shadow of the Jeff of old - he was a recovering alcoholic and had some trouble with narcotics! His wife and him were going through a rough divorce and all sorts of stories came out. It was also taking a toll on their little girl, their only child. His ex got custody of the child and they would move to the Toronto area. And rather devastatingly, Jeff's parents both passed away last year in a car crash.
I met Jeff, for what seems like the last time two days ago. He was calling up people to say his goodbyes for the last two weeks. He is leaving for the Yukon, having got a job in Whitehorse and purchased a small house there. He is out of the real estate business for good and seems free of his problems. But he seems to have aged a lot, appearing much older than 36 years. He missed his daughter and plans to fly every couple of months to go and see her. When I asked him if he was going to come back, he never answered me. I don't think we will ever see him anytime soon but I'm sure a few of us will email him once in a while.