The surprise dog
When Ethan was about ten, Brian came home with a dog. He hadn’t asked anyone, and Shireen did not like dogs. They named him Dexter, and he became family.
“Never be scared. Always live like how you want to live.” Brian’s advice, given often
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Brian Edmund Long was born to Robert and Rose, and grew up alongside his sister Sandra and brother Tony.
He came up around K-Town on Chicago’s West Side, where nothing was handed to anyone. He learned early how to handle any problem that came his way, and how to protect the people he cared about.
Brian stepped away from the streets, went to college and graduated as an engineer. Everyone who knew where he started understood what that took.
He built a career as a medical engineer and traveled all across the United States and around the world, from Spain to Japan. He could write a killer résumé and walk into any room.
He married the love of his life, Shireen. Through 26 years, every struggle and every celebration, she was right by his side.
In Morton Grove they raised Ethan, Nisha and Nayah. The house filled up with Bears games, barbecues, dogs, computer parts and side projects that were always about to be finished.
Despite serious health complications, Brian lived well past what anyone expected. A week before he passed, he was still putting up new security cameras around the house to keep his family safe.
Brian died peacefully at home in his bed upstairs, doing what he loved: watching a western.
He went from literal rags to riches. He could be intimidating, and his blunt words could catch you off guard. If anyone was giving you trouble, Brian was the person you wanted on your side.
He was an engineer by trade and a builder by nature. He built computers, fixed whatever was broken, followed every new piece of technology, and always had a theory about what was really going on.
The toughness was armor he built to survive the world. Underneath it was unconditional love. He asked his kids for a kiss every single time he saw them, well into their adult years.
When Ethan was about ten, Brian came home with a dog. He hadn’t asked anyone, and Shireen did not like dogs. They named him Dexter, and he became family.
Brian would say exactly what he thought right to your face, and then say the kindest things about you when you weren’t around. He once told Shireen, in much stronger words than these, that he didn’t like her fish curry. Then he turned to Ethan and said:
“I really love her pepper chicken though. It’s so good.”
Ethan’s reply: “Dude, you could’ve told her you like the pepper chicken.” It was a work in progress, but it always came from love.
Whenever Nisha and Nayah wanted ice cream, he went and got it. Any time, no questions asked.
No matter how old his kids got, Brian asked for a kiss every single time he saw them.
He loved her deeply, and she gave everything she had to support him.
Behind closed doors, through every struggle, Shireen was there. She went with him to his appointments and talked with him through his hardest days.
Brian would not have had the life he did, or the time he had with his family, without her standing right beside him.
Along with his extended family and many dear friends.
Do you have a story, a laugh or a moment with Brian? The family would love to read it.
Rosey Nana, Dexter, Missy and so many others are waiting with him. When the time comes, we’ll come upstairs and join him watching that western.
We love you, Dad. More than you know.