25/05/2026
I’ve been thinking about my cousin Danny all Memorial Day weekend. Truthfully, I think about him all the time.
We grew up more like brothers than cousins. Shared a room for a while as kids, were in Boy Scouts together, and watched Major League so many times we had the movie memorized and would play out the characters while we were watching.
Anytime Danny got a new toy, there was a pretty good chance I’d accidentally break it because I’m like a bull in a china shop. Lol. Danny handled it great. He rarely got upset with me, and if he did, I deserved it.
Then before you know it you’re graduating high school. I went to ACC, Danny enlisted in the Army and went on to serve three tours. He became a husband and a father to two kids who I know miss him deeply.
Like a lot of veterans, some of his hardest battles followed him home.
I think a lot about how different life would be if he were still here. Especially for my aunt and his kids.
I wish Danny was still here but I know his spirit is.
In a lot of ways, he’s one of the motivations behind Patriot’s Porch. Service, sacrifice, memory, and that people and place matter… that all comes from somewhere personal.
My heart is also with every family carrying this kind of loss today. The pain never fully goes away. Eventually you learn to let people be free, accept they’re no longer here physically, and try to stay grateful for the time and memories you were lucky enough to have with them.
Miss you, Danny. Always will. Love you, man. 💕🫡🇺🇸🙏