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Jason Godin, 40, passed away Wednesday, August 1, 2018 at home. At a very young age, music shaped Jay's life. He joined The Spartans of Nashua, NH before moving on to The Boston Crusaders Drum and Bugle Corps. He was with them for nearly a decade. They made a mark on him, shaping him into a strong person and musician. He made many friends from around the world through the drum corps activity. He walked a line between many genres of music from classical to rock and anything in between.
He moved to Tallahassee where he made many friends. Jay's position at Tasicon allowed him to incorporate his love of music, friends and all his many talents.
Jason leaves behind his loving parents, Glenna (Noble) and Orrin Godin of Methuen, MA, a sister, Kristen (Godin) Santamaria and her husband John of Hellertown, PA and many aunts, uncles, cousins and dear friends.
Family and friends are invited to visiting hours on Monday August 13, 2018 from 4pm to 7pm at the Dewhirst & Boles Funeral Home, 80 Broadway, Methuen. A service will follow the visitation at 7:00 pm on Monday at the funeral home. To leave an online condolence, please visit Jason’s tribute page at www.dewhirstfuneral.com. In lieu of flowers, please make a donation to The Boston Crusaders Drum and Bugle Corps, ATTN: Tribute Gifts, PO Box 51391, Boston, MA 02205-1391 or at: www.bostoncrusaders.com.
Below is a tribute written for Jay Godin by his friends in Tallahassee
Jay Godin wasn’t just our Warehouse Manager... he was a coworker you could depend on, a sound guy to budding local bands, and more importantly a friend when you needed him most.
I first met Jay back when we were both just trying to make it playing music in our friends bands - and even when nobody showed up he’d stick around for our set and hangout after the show just because he wanted to support.
Whenever someone publicly said anything hurtful, he was the first of us to rebuke it. He was at the same time, an incredibly kind and sensitive man, more soft spoken than not. But when he spoke, we all listened a little more intently - as if our conscience were personified in a friend.
Years later, Pete and I would form our company, and it was Jay we put our trust in before and after every show. He quietly and humbly would maintain inventory and test all the gear, constantly supporting his friends in their daily tasks.
I’m sitting now in his sound booth, saving his show file for the last time to my thumb drive, contemplating the life of a man I admired beyond measure. I’ll miss seeing his QC labels on the gear in the trucks, and I’ll miss the excitement in his voice before a big show... but more than anything I’ll miss his laugh at load out.
Thanks for everything my friend.