There's a man Andrew never got to meet;
the man he was growing up to be.
When I close my eyes,
I can see him.
Broad shoulders.
Bright eyes.
The damn smirk on his face.
He's a happy going guy, who can put anyone's restlessness to ease. The type of guy people love to be around because he can relate to everyone. He has character, that's for sure. Love, loyalty, and a sense of humor that will leave you smiling at just the thought of him. Those are things you can't fake.
He's thirty-five years old with a couple of children, and a wife whom he adores. He's a real family man, like his father. And just like his father, he would do anything for a friend.
You'd be amazed by how much he achieved, and his remaining long list of dreams.
He's the best man that he'll never meet.
The best man that none of us will ever meet.
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