Dear Endi,  

I remember the days when we were kids playing outside in our backyards together in our pools and hot tubs, drinking root beers out of the bottles your dad always got in your basement with your brothers  I think it was called “ birch beer” hahaha that’s was great. I remember the times your mom would make amazing snacks for us after school when we were hungry :) and the car rides to the general store in your dads old school apache 3 speed on the tree on the weekends. But most of all I remember how you always seemed to make people laugh and gather around you. There was always something about you that no one else had. Always so adventurous and ready to get out and go do something at a moments notice. I’m sitting here trying not to ball my eyes but I think everyone’s already doing that and so am i… the world lost a great friend, adventurer, and loving son. My heart goes out to the Ackerman family. I know we never got to hang out much ever since I moved and graduated but I was looking forward to seeing you again one day to have a couple drinks or hell smoke a cigar together but that will have to wait for now. Until we meet again Endi. 

Sincerely with all my heart and soul,

Arthur Thompson