We heard of Dylan through our son, who coached him at times during several lacrosse seasons. He told me what a great kid he was. We heard of him after the unthinkable when my daughter-in-law said my granddaughter saw him waiting for the bus to take him to his game and she said while passing “there’s Dylan. She knew him through her brother who played lacrosse with him years before. She knew him through his sister who she played lacrosse, as they are teammates. We knew him through the sadness and grief of our son and his family who live in Bay Village.
May Dylan’s bright light guide his family and friends through hard and good times and they know he is with them until they meet again.