“Where does the time go?
It’s true what they say. You blink and you’re 18. Practicing for the first time in a freshman college dorm room. You blink again and you’re saying goodbye 18 years later. It’s hard to believe last night in Denver was Jason’s last night behind the drum kit for Tenth Avenue North.
Tears came hard and fast at the end of the set. Hard to imagine playing music without him. Hard to imagine things will be the same.
And maybe that’s the hardest part. We know they won’t be. But that’s part of becoming who we were meant to be isn’t it? We keep moving forward, no matter how hard. He’s moving on to the next phase, going to work for Compassion International, releasing children from poverty in Jesus’ name. I couldn’t prouder.We said it from the beginning, that we would never sacrifice our families in the name of a band. And so here we are, parting ways almost two decades later.
Jason, this decision was one of the hardest I’ve seen you make, and I have to tell you, you’ve made it so well. Jason, you’re like a brother to me. Maybe even more than that. When I think about it, over the course of the last 18 years, you’re probably the person I’ve spent the most time with. We’ve fought. We’ve cried. We’ve laughed and loved. We’ve loved hard. I can say that. I’ve become a better husband, friend, and coworker because of you. I love you man. I suppose the sweetest consolation in all this, is you’re still only five doors down. You better believe I’m gonna be walking over way more often now. Cheers bro. Here’s to the next 18 years. The last 18 have been an absolute honor.” - Mike D
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