True Person.

Josh M. Nemeth IV, born on Novemember 15, 1976, died September 15, 2010. He was an amazing person, i could honestly say, HE IS MY HERO. I remember when i was in h.s i would walk pass him and he would just stand there with a serious face on, but when one of his students walked in his Chemistry room, his face lit up with a eye to eye smile. Then i came to realize why people loved him so much, it started when i was a Junior in h.s and i was about to take chemistry. His class was amazing, we would walk in the room, our note sheet would be on the corner of the desk and we would sit in our assigned seats. He would always say "lets begin" and we moved on to praying the hail mary. Every single class, we would pray that prayer. Time came along and he became a good friend of mine. I remember all those times when i would just sit there and talk to him about boys, school, family, friends or whatever was on my mind. Even at times, cry with him and tell him how i had enough with my life. I could honestly say he helped me get thru everything. One of the best memories i have with him was when i went on my school retreat called Kairos and he wrote all of us a letter......and in that letter there were wise words that just make sense. 

Sorry if you cant really see it... :/

He also helped me out when i became a retreat leader, he met with me in the mornings to look over my speech and told me how to make it better. Man, i miss those days were we wouldn't even talk about my speech and we would just talk about random things. i miss those days... :/

Anyways in this letter he just made me think about how life really is suppose to be, he would always tell me to enjoy life, im young. and well thats what i tried doing for the remainder of the time. There was also a time were he just helped me pull thru senior year, when my grades were dropping and i was in danger of not graduating. He gave me hope. He gave me that support that i needed. When i graduated i felt so accomplished that i was able to walk across that stage, with my cap and gown and seeing my diploma being handed to me with my name 

Flor Maria Mendoza 

time went by, and this is were i still kick myself in the ass for,  i lost contact with him. Until one day, i was not able to go back and see him for the last time. I remember driving to school, rainy day in chicago. and i was on my way to math class, until i received a text message from my friend Omar. saying "El maestro de chimica se murio, que en paz descanze" which means "our chemistry teacher has died, rest in peace" i didnt want to believe it, i thought he was playing a joke on me. Until my friend who is a student

there sent me a text saying "please call me" right then i knew it was for real. i was driving by a burger king and a gas station when i called her. Her voice was shaky and full of sadness, thats when she told me Mr. Nemeth passed away. I couldnt help but cry. I went to school and i called my parents telling them the news. I walked into school with tears in my face not caring wtf people were saying. I saw my best friend Jessica and all she could do was just be quiet. I just said i cant be here i need to go back to my h.s and see. I called my friend ivette and told her if she wanted to come with. When i picked her up, there was dead silence, when before me and her would be laughing. We went to park the car and walked to our h.s. we saw a good priest that weve been knowing since we were freshman and we all i heard him say was "sad day huh?" and tears falling from his face. We walked into the school and it just felt dead, we saw all of our old teachers and we just cried with them. Later that day, the crew went out to Mcdonalds and laughed because we knew he wanted us to be happy, but before we ate, we all prayed. I led prayer and just felt him around

After that it was going to to the wake; man that will never leave my mind. Seeing him with no life, but with his smile on his face just made me go crazy. not being able to see his warm smile anymore. or his eyes look at me, just made me dead inside. There they gave us a card with his picture and this amazing poem that really did tie everything together...

The poem said....

"if we could have a lifetime wish

a dream that would come true,

we'd pray to God with all our hearts

for yesterday and you.

a thousand words cant bring you back

we know, because we've tried...

Neither will a thousand tears

we know, because we've cried...

You left behind our broken hearts

and happy memories too...

We never wanted memories,

we only wanted you."

Fit him perfectly, i remember that i had to go to the burial to say my last goodbye, but when i was there it was a see you later. When i was in mass and heard the bang pipes man it hit me like "fxck he is actually gone" and hearing a speech from his sisters and brothers tied it together that he was a man that EVERYONE loved. Going to the burial and seeing his family cry and ssaying" my baby" "we miss you josh" just broke my heart. seeing all his students from his previous years standing with flowers, with tears in their eyes just hit me. i remember telling him that it wasnt a goodbye, but a see you later. 

till this day i do get sad and think about him, but i know one day were going to have lunch with God one day, a lunch date with God.