I don't remember too much about my first five years or so of life, but from what I can remember, Reed was there. I can even recall a couple of times when we'd come back to Connecticut (I moved to New York) for visits to my cousins and we'd still be hanging out with Reed. 

I clearly recall him getting me into Bon Jovi when we were younger. He'd play the Slippery When Wet album and pretend he knew every word to every song. On one of those visits back he swore up and down it wasn't him. He wasn't kidding anyone!

Thank you so much for the great childhood memories my friend. Tire swinging over the river when we were WAY too young be doing it on our own, birthday parties, trips through town,...Bon Jovi....

We just recently got in touch via the wonders of social media, and I'm very thankful for that. I'm glad to see how much he has accomplished in what turned out to be too short a life.