Jesse James Saviola passed away on November 17th, 2016 at the age of 24 and is survived by his mother Gina Geaslin, his fathers, James Costante, John Lesavage and David Geaslin (yeah, think about that one), also, his sister Jianna-Rae Lesavage, and not to forget grandmothers, Debra Gignac, MaryAnn Trauth and Elizabeth Geaslin, (because without them we wouldn't be here), and a shitload of friends that are considered family.

Jesse was hilarious! He could make fun of you and you would laugh your ass off at yourself, or really at Jesse's imitation of you, and I know you all know what I mean. He had an amazing smile and an infectious laugh. But there is always balance in this world, so as amazing as his sense of humor was, his pain could match it.

Jesse would tell you what he thought and make no bones about it. But people loved and respected him for it.

Jesse was never a follower, always a leader. He didn't give a shit much for what people thought of him. He did what he pleased, both a blessing and a curse.

He was a hopeless romantic and always told his family and friends he loved them regardless of the circumstance. Sometimes he would tell his sister with a pile driver, even though it was banned from the WWE because Owen Hart broke "Stone Cold" Steve Austin's neck doing it, but what can I say, he was only 8.

He had a tough go in his life but his soul remained sweet, compassionate, and sensitive to a fault.

Jesse was inspired and inspiring, he was creative and talented, he was angry and sad, he was sensitive and hard, he was cool on the outside and tortured on the inside and he was extremely passionate. When he stood for something he couldn't be wavered, when he loved, he really loved whether it was a person, a sport, movies, Barney the Dinosaur, a green van or music. He was amazing at everything he did, whether it be rap, writing, drawing, cooking, hustling, being funny, uplifting people, and so many other things. And he could weave a tapestry of obscenities and make it sound poetic. Truly an art my friends.

Also famous for quoting lines of movies perfectly and somehow it was funnier when he did it than the actual movie.

Jesse loved all genres of music and really hated brushing his teeth, unless he was in prison, then he did it 4 times a day because he was bored.

Jesse died knowing that Liar Liar, Old School, American Gangster, Goodfellas and The Breakfast Club were a few of the best movies ever and I know that he's pissed that he didn't get to catch up on Shameless, and I'm pretty sure they can't watch that show where he is, but they can watch Bob Nelson "Nelson Schmelson" so it's all good.

I assure you, that wherever Jesse is, he is causing trouble once again with his brother Jim and he's having a blast. But also know, they only have about 40 years before I get there to put the kibosh on that shit, I'll tell you what.

In the meantime when things go awry here on Earth, just know it's probably Jesse and his grand sense of humor. You might hear the faint sound of his laugh and feel that powerful smile as he's saying, "Dude, get the fuck over it".

And for those of you who are thinking about "just one more", think again, because every 17 seconds it takes "just one more" soul in return. And although you may be gone, the rest of us are left here with a huge hole in our hearts to live our lives without you.

Jesse, you were loved by so many, more than you could ever know. You were a light in so many lives. Our hearts are heavy and your smile, laughter and ability to make people laugh hysterically will be missed beyond words. You touched and changed so many lives. There will never be another You. We love you so much baby boy. We'll see you on the flipside.