What I remember the most about those guys was the amount of time we spent laughing. Luis had a sense of humor that kept me in stitches most of the time. But something else happened that summer. We were awakened early one morning to a woman screaming. A car had purposely hit a tenant’s boy friend in the parking lot. After seeing the body in the parking lot, I instantly called for Luis and Jared. We walked out not knowing what to expect. The man recovered but we were on edge for several days following that.
It will have been eight years this summer since those two were with us. I had wanted to get in contact with them, but didn’t know where either had gone after college. Then through a series of events, I came across Luis’ email. After a few quick emails, I was sent this picture. All I can say, Luis, is . . . Wonk! Wonk!