All of these stories, all of OUR memories, whether they come from family, long-time friends, new friends, co-workers, customers of Bally's or Starbucks, or the young women he told he worked at
In the past few days I have heard many people relate to me something about Aaron -- a brief encounter, a camping trip, a swim in a shallow pool. They have all broadened my knowledge of my son. While I can't say that I would have recommended all of his activities, I can say without hesitation, that I am proud of the man that he was. I am also touched and moved by the character of the friends that he made along the way.
I look forward to reading your thoughts and stories about Aaron. I'm not talking about just that Aaron was a wonderful person because he let me wear his jacket when it was cold (although bring those too), but even the ones that involve late, late nights, toilet seats, and a replay of earlier Taco Bell. The more I read, the more completely I will have known my son and, though I find it hard to imagine, the prouder I will be.
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