Sorry Tommy for the blur. These would be Bryce's friends from high school and beyond. They ate lunch together, shot guns and paintball, played guitar, had bon fires where Bryce would entertain by jumping over the huge fire while high on cotton candy. Chelsey and Bailey are recuirts ...they didn't know Bryce but had to listen about him several times anyway. They've come to our house for lunch, for jamming, for hanging out, birthdays, steak frys, for mission call, for farewell parties, for homecomings, for the funeral. They have come to celebrate Mother's Day, Bryce's birthdays, and Jan. 7th. They don't call...they just start dropping by. Some have their lives figured out, married to wonderful people and some are still trying to figure out what they want to be when they grow up. I love them. They are so good to me and let me hug them as much as I want. I know Bryce loves them too.
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