A few years ago Ty came out to visit me in Northern California. He was only 15 years old at the time and I hadn't seen him for a couple years. When picking him up at SFO, I remember looking around, trying to spot him among the travelers retrieving their baggage when suddenly this six foot plus blond-haired kid taps me on the shoulder. I was blown away. A huge kid with a huge smile. We spent the week hanging out together...traveling the Pacific Coast, playing golf and watching movies at home. "Step Brothers" had us both in stitches more than once that week. Lots of laughs and good times I will never forget. RIP Ty. All my love now and forever. Uncle Greg