Tyler was my brother. Not really, but he sure felt like one. He loved everyone he ever met unconditionally. He was a hugger and he didn’t care if you weren’t. Living with Tyler was honestly one of the best things that could’ve ever happened to me because no matter what, he could always make me smile, and I was never without someone who cared. His heart was bigger than a whales, and he was always himself. Tyler may have had a few bad habits here and there, but nothing could stop his determination, and when he had something on his mind, it was set. He’ll be missed very dearly to not only his family, but all of the friends that he’s made along his journey. Tyler knew how to be the life of the party and he was always heard. We never got a noise complaint, thank the Lord, but we had great times living together. Nerf gun shooting, games, and everyday was a party with him around. He never missed a beat when he was having fun and he never lost any speed when he was driving. I’m not sure how his van ever survived with his driving but I can tell you from experience that we made it from work to our apartment in 3 minutes. That’s saying something when it takes me 15 and I’m going 10 over. Tyler always knew how to cheer people up, and how to push our buttons but when you get down to it… he was the nicest, most loving and caring person that ANYONE would’ve been happy to have in there life. I’ve never met anyone who cared or loved as much as he did, and I’m going to miss him a lot. I loved Tyler, and I just wish I had the chance to tell him at least one more time.