As a father you know there will be certain milestones in your child’s life that will bring you pride. The day they are born, their first words and steps, when they enter school, athletic accomplishments, college graduation, joining the work force, growing up, and most of all becoming a good person. Kevin checked all of those boxes. Nothing however prepares you for the pride you feel when your 27 year old son is given a diagnosis of Glioblastoma in his prime and handles it with the grace and courage that Kevin did. From the moment the tumor was found until his passing, Kevin never once complained or wallowed in self-pity. Instead he carried himself with a quiet charisma. He did what he could to battle the disease and accepted the results of each of these battles regardless if they were wins or losses. My son was a baseball pitcher in college. One of his coaches once told me that Kevin’s greatest attribute (other than his 90+ mile an hour fastball) was his ability to stay even keeled. Kevin would have the same demeanor if he had just given up a home run or struck out the side. He knew these moments did not define him as a man. Kevin took that same attitude when dealing with Glioblastoma. He did not let the disease, but instead his attitude define his legacy. So in summary, while I will always be proud of my son for his many accomplishments while healthy, I will forever be inspired by his spirit and the lasting impression he left on those of us who love and miss him.