Our first born. Their big brother.  Everyone’s pride.  It takes a village to raise a man for others and you have given yours 17 years of joy.  A small four-years-old when you started racing your bike, not yet in kindergarten. We have watched you balance the pressures of national competition and college prep school with discipline and grace. All of us send you off from the final chapter in your childhood to the first chapter of adulthood with love and prayers for a lifetime of continued blessings.  Remember to slow down long enough to say hello, smile at a stranger and thank God. Then keep racing towards your dreams kiddo.

Mom, Dad, Zoey & Corben