My friend Dylan found out he had cancer. They went to Houston to get treatment. I got to visit him in the hospital
with my family . When we got directions to his room we saw he was not there. He was coming down the hall and he said “Hey Coach P-nut.” My dad and I turned around to see him.Dylan and I got to talk and have a good time. We got to eat lunch with him and his mom. We gave them some Crushers gear and they were thrilled. It happened in 2016. The doctor said he was doing fine, Dylan died that day. My family decided to go to the funeral in Houston. There were two of us Crushers there. Dylan wanted to be cremated and send his brain to a hospital. I had a hard time keeping it together. I went up to the pictures they hed there. It was hard to look at them. Now every time I play baseball I think about him, and the impact Dylan had on me.