A loyal and good friend

It’s not easy to write something when words don’t make the cut.

Ben was a loyal and good friend to Dylan and me. He always told us apart and that meant a lot to me.

I remember 7th grade, when we would go eat at Hugo’s and then work on the fort in the backyard of your house.

Riding bikes and fishing in the woods behind my house.

But what I remember most is how hard I laughed when he told a story that had no business being funny. He always was good at that.

I don’t know how my middle school years would have turned out without him.

Love,

Ryan Barreto