Pablo and I have honored you with pancakes lately. Your memory is one that makes us give thanks, fren. You not physically being around still seems surreal at times and as I looked back in my journal from these dates 2 years ago, I was praying for God to be glorified in and through you. I like to think that God’s glory was, and is, you walking towards Him and sometimes I think you’re surfing the clouds above in glory. You are missed Castro. ~McLane.

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