Kyle,
I don't know what childhood would have been like without a brother-in-arms to help me fight the tyranny of older sisters, ride plastic tricycles with, or just otherwise have a friend that I knew was always a walk-across-the-street away. When I think of you, I can most vividly remember our elaborate plans to build an underground tunnel between our two houses, so that we could send secret messages to each other via Lego monorail. And though it's been too long since I saw you last, the many years we spent growing up endeared you to me like the brother I never had, and your passing hurts me like you were family. You will be missed. Rest in peace.
Jon##imported-begin##Jon Hradsky##imported-end##