Sunday, March 6, 2016
I grew up across the street from Rich. As children we had so many memories together. One of my favorite memories was going to the skate shop Rich, Jeff , and I. I had no idea how to ride a skateboard and was ensured by my buddies that I would have no problem. Came home and as soon as we got out of the car we had to ride. I could not get used to it but Rich would not let me quit. He pushed me until I got it, that was Rich would never give up if he got something in his head. When others in the neighborhood would poke fun Rich wouldn't allow it. A true friend and brother. I have so many great memories of his kindness, his huge heart, and his infectious presence. You will never be forgotten friend, rest now.
