30 years ago, Christine and I were delivering cigars to our neighbors because our baby brother was born. I legit do not know how I survived the first 6 1/2 years before you were born, Matthew Allan, but I assure you that my life got infinitely better after. What I thought was just a tiny, blond, duck-tailed, Irish-sweater-wearing, Ghostbusters/TMNT-loving, screaming, perfect skier, turned out to be the most incredible human being & friend who would share an understanding with me that no one else could. You have always been the perfect combination of a silly, hilarious partner-in-crime, and the most trusted confidante and friend who offers safe guidance and advice. Your heart, your drive, your ethics, your ability to communicate through challenging times, all make me so proud of the man you are. I love you more than words could ever say, and you know that what we have is rarer than a day that dad doesn’t make an uncomf joke. I’ll always leave a party early if you need to talk. Linen. Rooster. Luna moth. Talent show. 4LYF.
July 22, 2016