Oh Aaron, you’ve left us with no air in this space. We’re lost, still in shock and despair in this place. But your soul has gone on to a much better place, and that smile we all embraced shall never be replaced.
May 8 was the day the earth was graced by your birth. Your parents’ first, their hearts burst with a pride that made the room glow. May 8 is now the day we remember your face, and the glow in the room is your halo.
A dear son, loving husband, proud father, great friend, Uncle Aaron, amazing brother, God-fearing til the end. A professor like no other, it’s no wonder your students adored you. They adorned you with awards. Your knowledge poured. You paid it forward!
Your wisdom was abundant, your knowledge was transferred, through your life, to your wife, now to Nadia at Stanford. You ran your race, and like Naomi, you finished in first place. Ingrid & the girls have shown nothing but strength and true grace.
The epitome of a man, of what and how a man should be. You planted your seeds in a garden of three. You wrote the book on product placement and placed it in our hands. Now AJ will grow up to be his own Brand!
Darrel and Lisa got to grow up with you. Your Kappa brothers all looked up to you. Nobody could keep up with you! We admired you. We miss you.
You executed your plan. I hope you grew to understand the respect you commanded and the many fans you had. Now a scholarship’s enacted for the lives that you impacted. You had class! Made those stacks! Well the facts are the facts!
Even in death, you’ve taught us lessons, first and foremost: count your blessings! Make Quality Time, not excuses. Love hard, hug your kids, be present in the midst. Be kind, be honest, ‘cos tomorrow…. is not promised.