Man, what to say. 17 years goes by fast. That's how long we were friends. I watched you grow up. You were like a younger brother. We may not have spent a huge amount of time together, but we definitely shared plenty of moments. Early in our friendship, you were there to help me out of a bad spot. There was cards, and races, firehouse events, get togethers, parties, and always fantasy football. Can't forget Alex's bachelor party. You hooked me up with car stuff on a couple of occasions. Our daughters went to kindergarten together. I can't remember a time we didn't have a good dig on each other followed by a lot of laughs. You worked hard, you were assertive, and you were dedicated to every thing you did, and you did it with pride. You loved being married and a husband. You absolutely loved being a dad. You were loyal to everyone you loved. You were definitely one of the good ones. You used to give me so much crap just trying to make a trade in fantasy football, and God knows, I'd make any trade to bring you back, brother. I'll miss you dearly. Love you always!
