Jason and I met in September 1954 as freshmen at Trinity College. In the 54 years since then I have witnssed the arc of Jason's career from the classrooms in Hartford, where we studied together, to the Holy Spirit Hospital in Camp Hill, where he repaired my shoulder. Jason's journey has been beautiful. As if possessed of the sun's gentle rays, Jason touched his family, friends, patients and his community with light, warmth, growth and healing. Jason has gone into the night, but the glow from his passage will light our way for a long time to come. Frankin Kury