Dear Ryan

 When you were young, you used to travel  great deal with Uncle Ray and I. I remember one trip up to foxbourgh to see a womens world cup match  (if my memoriy serves me right.). Uncle Ray sat in  Press box while we sat in 95 degree weather watching a soccer match. i appreciated how grown up you acted and as always - you were such a trooper (even while i was being a brat) You had such a great time and sleeped all the way home. -. I couldn't be more proud to be your Aunt and watch you  grown up from that little boy who always acted like an adult to a  wonderful man with a childs heart and sole- I love you ry-  xoxoxoxoxoxo