I have a friend named Taylor VanHorn. He lives in Texas, and his dad is a close friend of my parents. I went surfing with both of them two summers ago, and I haven't seen either since. Taylor is 12, and he looks up to me like I'm his older sibling (he happens to be an only child). For Thanksgiving, I'm going to Houston, Texas, and I'm going to visit him. We've talked about having a paintball war, but I would probably destroy the poor boy, so I doubt it.
I mentioned above that he sees me as an older brother, and to be honest, he's the younger brother I always wanted (no offense to my little sister). I taught him how to ice skate, helped him surf, and I introduced him to a lot of the things he enjoys today. When I send him the link to this blog, I hope it makes him smile.
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