I'd like to take a few minutes to tell you about our son Quinn.
Quinn definitely touched and changed our lives when he came into this world almost 13 years ago.

Over these past nearly 13 years, we have watched him grow from a fun loving little boy, into a charismatic young man whose gentleness and compassion was evident to anyone who was fortunate enough to know him.
So many times he displayed his sensitivity and compassion through his interactions with his sister and younger cousins. They looked up to Quinn; he served as a wonderful role model to them. Quinn's sister Tess was especially important to him. He was forever teasing and cajoling her; as older brothers often are, he was relentless. But whenever Tess would scrape her knee or get a bump on the head, Quinn was right by her side to hug her, rub her back and shed just as many tears because he also felt her pain.

Quinn's school years were difficult because he was dyslexic; yet his desire to learn was paramount. His teachers were aware of his learning disability and marveled at how he pressed on and never gave up. His determination earned him a B average.

His energy was boundless. Before leaving for school he would bounce a ball or hit a hockey puck against our front porch stairs. (By the way, we had to replace the lower glass portion of the aluminum storm door.)
His young life was rich with family and friends. He dreamed of playing college hockey and remaining active in sports as a coach or trainer. I am certain our bright young man would have achieved any and all goals he set for himself.

We all want to make a place in the world, make our voices heard, have a chance to be someone.

Quinn had certainly begun this long journey of life, and was starting to discover just who he really was, but sadly was taken too soon.
He still had so many more things to accomplish, so many more dreams to dream and so much more to offer each and every one of us. If given more of a chance, I'm certain Quinn would have reached higher and higher for his place in the world.

Quinn's Gramma and Grandpa were and are an integral part of our children's lives. They took Quinn and Tess to the Cape every summer and introduced them to other cultural activities. Through Gramma and her longtime association with the Shaker Village, Quinn and Tess learned the importance of volunteer work. Quinn was also involved with the "Big Buddy" mentor program at his school. But a story his Gramma told me sums up who Quinn was as a person. At an age when many young men begin to distance themselves from adults, she is proud and delighted to report that every time her strapping young grandson walked through her door, he would embrace her, kiss her gently on the cheek and say "Hi Gramma."

As everyone knows, Quinn has given the gift of life to a number of people through the donation of his organs. I am certain that the recipient of Quinn's heart is saddened by our son's tragic death, but at the same time is grateful and euphoric that he has an opportunity to live his life to the fullest because of Quinn. 

It is a privilege to have Quinn as a son. He will be surely missed, forever loved, and forever in our hearts. "Quinn you are loved."