The guy on the left is an American hero to me and a lot of other people. The guy on the right is a product of a childhood spent with the guy on the left. The guy on the left spent hours with me as a kid, shooting at wasps and horseflies with a red rider BB gun, learning the leads and how to be a horse-barn legend. Fast forward several years, 9/11 happens, and Tyler like many Americans felt the need to fight back. A sniper in the US Army, once again becoming a nightmare for anyone who wasn’t on his team.
Tomorrow it will have been 9 years since you laid down your life for the guys next to you in Afghanistan. That canvasback in the photo; i watched you shoot it at 50 yds with some cheap ass Xperts loads, flying as fast as that duck can go. I just laughed then. Only you can do that shit. Today i might have one upped you, full tilt Bluewing teal sky high swinging over the shoulder, with a band on it. I just laughed and said thanks.
Thanks for leading by example, thanks for lecturing me on anything that’s worth doing isn’t going to come easy, and what it’s like to live a big life. So here i am, my own boss playing my own drums, the way i want to. Because ppl like you gave me that freedom. I miss you, thanks dude. 🇺🇸