Louis J. Troell

He could light up an entire room just by walking through the door. His laugh was heard a mile away. His smile made anyone smile back. His heart was kind and warm. He was always willing to help anyone that needed it, even before helping himself.

Growing up together - playing sonic, going on late night tow calls, picking me up from the dances, rapping to 2pac, spending every single Saturday with Poppy and Nona, Friday's at Sorrento's, laughing at mom and dad, teaching me how to swim, trying to teach me to drive, learning how to parent together,

I miss seeing you be a father. I miss seeing you be a son, a brother, a friend. I miss everything.

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