Edward Clayton Christopher Nicholson 9-20-1983 / 9-23-2023 1:19pm Today the world is a little dimmer. Edward has drawn his last breath with his closest family around him. His mother, step mother, god mother, dad and friend Julie, spent the last hours reminiscing about all the great things we have to remember Edward by. All the while I was getting text messages from friends, also telling me things like, "I have never heard a negative word about Edward in all the years I knew him." (Alex) He walked in his own shadow, he did things his own way. He never judged and always had a smile for anyone who wanted it. In the last 20 months while he fought lung and brain cancer, he never complained. I would always ask him, "How are you today?" His answer was always the same, "I feel good Dad." Even though I knew this was not true. As anyone who knew Edward will tell you, he was not just a super hero fan, He was a collector, he was a Historian. He knew every line of every superhero movie, TV Shows, and even knew the credits. He could tell you who the best boy was in each movie also when other movies they worked in. He had more friends than I can count. Everyone he touched fell in love with Edward. Bill and Pam Kopolka and Deneen, have been a blessing and always kept in touch. When Edward would go to Milan Dragway, they would suit him up with a work vest and he would walk around the pits collecting cans and bottles. Usually coming home with $100.00 in deposits or more per day, And I even knew that Pam would slip him a few bucks like he was getting paid to do it. He loved his freedom, never letting his Autism get in the way. Edward walked a mile each way to work before the pandemic and all the cancer treatments. It didn't matter what the weather was, he actually felt insulted if you wanted to drive him to work.

Years ago, he fell and had to get stitches. He was about 4 years old then. Bedtime was 7:00pm. They tried to knock him out with nose drops, but he kept singing the Barney song like a drunken sailor. Come 7:00pm, he went right to sleep. The Doctor stitched him up and we went home. They never saw anything like it. And once again Edward is having his own way. The Doctors said that once they took him off life support, that he would probably go slowly in an hour or three. I am writing this letter after 10 hours of sitting by his side and he is still going strong. Sadly, his brain bleed has gotten so large that he will never have a quality of life. With the last two stays in the hospital, they have been unable to give him chemo, so his lung cancer is growing. It's time for Edward to sleep and stop the pain. Even though, if he could talk he would say, I feel good Dad. Edward and I had a great summer together traveling to many places. We all went to Washington DC and Edward met his nieces for the first time in person. We enjoyed the new Air and Space museum. Then Edward and I went to Metropolis, Illinois to see the Superman Museum. This was a very special trip for us. Edward usually falls asleep once he is in the van. But every trip this summer, he was awake and talking with me the whole trip. We stop along the way to do some sightseeing. Watched the boats on the river. And posed with the Lois Lane Statue and next to the Daily Planet monument. We even ate at places that served food other than pizza. Our third trip was to Ottawa, Canada. Edward enjoyed a long weekend with his mother and family while I visited relatives and checked out the local car shows and cruises. Edward will be missed, but we have so many great memories of his life with us. He will never be forgotten. We will be hosting a celebration of life October 20, 2023 from 4pm - 8pm at the Westland City Hall.

Memorial contributions may be made to STEP- Services to Enhance Potential, 2941 S. Gulley Rd., Dearborn MI. 48124