Jared Ryan Murphy

February 17, 1989 – September 24, 2018

Richmond, VA, USA

life story

Brothers aren't always best friends - we were.

I have spent my life

Seeking all that's still unsung

Bent my ear to hear the tune

And closed my eyes to see

When there were no strings to play

You played to me

Did you ever meet a man so warm and intriguing that you didn't want to stop talking to him?

Then you met my best friend and brother Jared (Gene) Murphy. Jared was a bright light, rugged outdoorsman, talented speaker, authentic feeler, and the most masculine tender spirit I ever encountered- textbook gentle giant. Jared made friends easily with people on the streets and upper management at the fortune 100 company where he worked for years, Jared knew that EVERY person had a valuable story to tell and he wanted to hear it. He believed that we had simply all had different life experiences- different -no one is better than another. A wordsmith, jared would have you laughing so hard you couldn't stand up straight- always quick with an anecdote from his own life experiences, one of his many gifts was his ability to relate to your current emotion/feeling and find the positive in despite its origin. He had original ideas and wanted to share them with the hope that they might resonate and help someone think differently, feel differently, grow stronger, or accomplish more. One night over dinner and discussion he told me he was going to have business cards printed up- Jared R. Murphy, Commentator at large- he added more to my life than little brothers are expected to. Jared had a way of telling you about yourself, maybe expressing his view of you, that made you feel like 'woah, this dude knows me to the core and just psychoanalyzed me in real time for MY benefit'. It was because he had VERY sensitive feelers, when you laughed he felt it in his gut, when you cried his heart ached with you and maybe even more so because 'got it'. Always a quick smile, always the moral compass, always an advocate of mindful consideration. Jared 'Eugene Bexley Fobbins' Murphy, the BRIGHTEST star in my darkest night- you belong among the wildflowers, you belong somewhere close to me, far away from your trouble and worry- you belong somewhere you feel free.