Erinn came out of the womb with a smile on his face. That smile stayed on his face for 16 years. We live in a small town and everyone knew Erinn…they knew his kindness and of course, they knew how incredily funny he was! He got involved with all sorts of school activities from the ski team to Freshman class president. He would always talk about how much he loved living in the moment. Oddly, he would remind us often and say, "Carpe Diem!" He loved his friends and family and would always tell us how much he cared about them. He didn't have a best friend…he had best friends. The girls were very fond of him too! He was and is our glue. On July 23, 1993, when the coroner and sheriff came to our house, we knew something had happened to one of our children. They told us Erinn had died in a car accident driving alone by himself. That very moment, a part of us died too. Families can come apart from losing a child. It's just such an unnatural progression for a parent to bury their child and 17 years later we feel that great loss as if it happened yesterday. That's just not supposed to happen. We decided to work hard to get through this and because of this we cherish the little things in life…and most importantly each other. Losing Erinn turned our world upside down. His older brother and sister as well as his younger sister were lost…and still live with such a huge void as we do. We never questioned his love. In fact, he wouldn't leave the house without giving anyone that was in the house at the time a hug and kiss and of course…an "I love you." Time makes things bearable, but not easier. I always tell people that if only they met him…they would know the deep love and loss of such a wonderful being. Going through life without him is one of the most difficult things our family has encountered. And as this is written, it's impossible to summarize how wonderful, loving and amazing Erinn was and is…he lit up every room. I only wish you all could have met him. He is missed.