I lost my young nephew a couple of weeks ago. He was my brother's youngest son. He was a wonderful kid, and right from the beginning, he captured your heart. Almost from the first time he could put sentences together, he became a spinner of tales. He could take the most common thing that would happen in his day and weave a comical tale about it. He had a kind, gentle soul. His smile was infectious, his manner was graceful. When he walked into a room and looked at you with that wide grin of his and began one of his stories - you knew you were about to embark on a magical - "story journey" - that would capture and hold you fast, till the end. Whether it was tears or laughter, he had the ability to captivate his audience. He was a very bright, intelligent, imaginative child. He loved to laugh and share.
|Matthew Ryan.............September 23, 1982 - February 8, 2012|