I don't know where to begin... although I wasn't able to know you as a fully grown Marine, I did know you when you where my commanding chief while playing airsoft in the neighborhood. You taught me so many things about the military, video games, football, you even help teach me how to read at a young age but mainly you made me tough. Every time you pushed me down, you made me get back up and fight you. I hated you in those moments but kept fighting because I knew you would beat me until I did. You made me box my older brother because you where sick with how much shit he gave me and when I told you, I got a minor concussion from it you just ask me how good it felt to stand up for myself not take shit from anyone. This I have carried with me all my life. You where always the coolest kid to hangout with an do sleepovers with. I have endless stories I tell about you all the time. It hurts finding out last week, knowing a motorcycle accident was the reason and at such a young age. You will always be my commanding chief, my best friend, my teacher but mostly you will always be my brother. Rest easy (Stuart) Andrew West. At least I know you're having a blast up there .... 🇺🇸❤R.I.P.❤🇺🇸 .... Every time life pushes me down, I'll get up and get in it's face and say "Fuck you" just for you brother.