Robby, man you and I have been through a ton growing up. You were apart of the craziest group of kids ever, and it was my privilege to have known you. No matter the craziness we put you up to, somehow, someway you did it, and made us laugh for more than 20 years. I never apologized for breaking your collar bone playing football when we were younger, but man I am truly sorry, however I am not as sorry as I am right now.

I just found out that one of my best friends, who I haven’t talked to nor seen in the past few months lost his life during Memorial Day celebrations at the Lake of the O’zarks in Missouri. Robby was the little kid in the neighborhood, yet he wasn’t afraid of anything. He was the first Johnny Knoxville, and he did stuff that would put the Jackass guys to shame. He was with a bunch of the kids that grew up in the neighborhood enjoying the water and the holiday when he decided to jump in to save a pair of sunglasses. Well Robby never came back and was found a couple of days later floating in the area where he went missing. This sucks big time, as this was one of the greatest people I had the pleasure of knowing. Robby, here is to hopefully seeing you again some day, and maybe playing another game of football, just don’t break my collarbone in retaliation. Loving and missing you Robby from me, KJ, Mike, Matt, Sean, Nick, Jeremy, Chad, Jason, Ed, and the rest of the HP goofballs!