Here is the memorial that was given by Rebecca Blake.

Gregory was always an easygoing baby and marched to
his own drummer his entire life. As his sister, I
usually just followed along. I can remember giggling
when he and his school friend Brendan Fitzgerald put
dog food in cookies they were baking for school. They
had marked the “dog food” cookies with foil. However,
their plan was doomed when Mom took the cookies out of
the oven, saw the foil and took it off. When they got
to school and opened the package of cookies, they
could not find the foil and realized they had to fess
up. Greg and his friend had to throw out the entire
batch of cookies. Although, I think Mom would have
rather made them EAT the cookies.

I also remember Greg and I got locked out of the house
and he said “not to worry” and had me follow him to
the back of the house. He showed me a way to break
into the basement through the window and pop it back
in…backwards. Well, we got busted hours later when
Mom noticed the window was put in backwards and
thought someone had broken into the house.

Over the years, I think he tried Mom and Dad’s
patience. He fell of his bike once and the neighbor
brought him back home, dressed head to toe in
Band-Aids. Years later, he was eating a piece of bacon
while riding his bike, fell off and actually hurt his
ear pretty badly. I can clearly remember a neighbor
kid running in the house with the bloody piece of
bacon worried that it was Greg’s ear. Fortunately, it
wasn’t.

I can remember falling off my bike and Greg coming to
my rescue. I had some pretty bad scrapes and he
cleaned me up, picking every piece of gravel out of my
arms because I refused to go to the doctor.

He made the best chocolate chip cookie pie, the best
chocolate crackles and the best cosmopolitan I’ve ever
had. He would also respond to my emails anytime I had
a computer question.

I know my parents rolled their eyes whenever his hair
changed color, or when he had his ear pierced. I just
remember that he continued to march to his own beat.

Greg touched more lives than anyone else I know. This
has been eveident to us this past week reading the
endless comments from friends of Greg’s all over the
world. I think for every person in this room, there
are at least 10 more we don’t even know about.

As Greg’s family, we want to thank our friends and
family as well as Greg’s family for their support over
the past several years and we invite you all back to
our home to help us to continue to remember Greg.