About a hundred years or so ago Brent and I hauled the stock from Arms and Armor down to Bristol the Friday before opening weekend . As most of you are aware that`s about a six to eight hour drive. I have never laughed so hard or so long in my life. I am reasonably sure I broke to ribs laughing and it only seemed like a couple of hours ...

I miss Brent and think about him every day. I have never known anyone like Brent.

Someone had given my Son a toy monkey, however it was more geared towards an adult since the noises that it made were NOT PG rated. I knew right away who I would pass this onto, since he always talked about monkeys flying out of his butt. He and Markus came over and I presented it to him. He thought it was just a stuffed monkey, I told him to activate it and it started making it noises. Brent almost fell over with laughter, the twinkle in his eye was all I needed to see. 

Brent was a strong Man, Strongest was his heart, his love for his girls and their families, and his friends. He loved being silly and pulled out the silliness of the most conservative person in the room. He reminded you to not forget the freedom of being a kid at heart. He was tender when called for, but could also kick you in the arse, when you needed it. His storytelling was so rich , his voice took you into the story. Orion and I both Miss you, you big galoot.  ❤️ 😢