My Dad, my best friend, my number one supporter. Never would I have thought this day would come. It’s two days later after all this has happened and I am still processing what happened. It just feels like a nightmare, like I need to wake up. But I can’t. I just keep asking myself both “Why?” and “How?”. I’ll always miss those times we went out to eat when Mom would be at work and just talk about life, and of course the Eagles. I’ll always be amazed by how quickly you were able to name any Van Halen song, or really any 80s or 90s song. I’ll miss the days where you would cook on the grill and little me would always ask, “Can I help?”. I will NEVER forget when you would show up to every single game I had. No matter if it was 3 hours away in North Jersey or a home game, you were always there. We always talked about college and how stoked you were for me to go down to LSU. You were so excited to come watch the games with me down in Death Valley. I love you always Dad and know you will always be watching over me. Rest in Peace Dad, until we meet again ❤️.