In his 23 years Andy touched hundreds of lives in ways only he could. We all have something special to give, and what Andy did was give his heart to everyone.

Andy was a pilot, and if there was anything he enjoyed more than life itself, it was flying. He discovered he loved it when, on a scouting trip to the Airport, he got to take the controls. It was fate, especially since the name of the airplane was "Archer." While the rest of us looked out the windows of the cockpit marveling at how interesting the world below looked, Andy, maintaining his gaze forward, was transfixed by the heavens before him. It was beautiful

He never looked back, but always forward to the future. He worked hard at achieving his goal to fly, and, with much persistence, he was able to finally get that job piloting planes.

When Andy was flying his face lit up and he was happy. It's amazing that, despite Andy's youth, he was a source of tremendous wisdom and life lessons passed to his friends and co-workers of all ages

Andy lived, and he made his short life an adventure: An adventure that ended on a calm Sunday evening, while the sun was setting, after a perfect flight. Once again, as Andy had all those years ago on that first flying experience, he saw the heavens.