Tyler, Everyday after school no matter what you had planned you were always there to give about ten of us a ride in your tiny black honda. We would all race out to the parking lot down the street from Tabor, pack in, and drive off. We always went to each individual one of our houses no matter how far it was from yours. We would listen to loud music, talk, laugh, and always have fun no matter how our school day was. Occasionally we would all go back to the Close residence and just sit around and play rock band or watch tv. No matter what we were doing we always had a good time. As the school week ended, we all looked forward to Church basketball on the weekends. You probably remember our team was always pretty bad, but no matter what we always, and I mean always had fun. No of us were to good of players but with your dad and my dad the coaching was pretty spectacular. After the hard fought game, we would always get lunch somewhere and plan the nights festivities. Tyler, your one of the nicest and most caring people I have ever met in my life. Being your friend was one of the best things that could ever have happened to me. I can only wish we had gotten to spend many more years together, throughout college and later life. We all miss you more than you can imagine. I know everything is going well where you are and your driving your car and listening to awesome music. See you soon man. Chris Welch