My last memory of Matthew was at The Pima County Fair. My brother Jimmy had just passed away. He had big ideas to go see REO Speedwagon play there in Tucsin with our brother, Frank. He missed it by about a week. So I felt I needed to take Frank in Jimmy’s memory. When I told Matt’s mom, my dear friend Lorraine, about it, she said Matthew wanted to go to the fair too. 
Subsequently, they both met me there. Matthew was happy and fun. He made me ride the Ferris wheel and had fun watching me freak as I hate heights. The only way I could handle it was to wear my hoodie backwards. He thought that was funny. 
I remember so vividly his smile that night and I especially recall the closeness I observed between he and Lorraine. As we watched the concert, his hand was always on her shoulder and he was so engaged in hanging out with us (not typical I thought for a teenage boy his age.) I really saw the love and respect for us in his eyes that night. He listened intently to our silly stories of our youth and laughed at our antics. He watched the concert with us standing and I noticed he really enjoyed watching this band of the past with us. I used to think Matthew was an old soul and I especially felt his compassion for the loss of my brother and his adoration for his mom that night. 
I see pics that Lorraine posts and on occasion one pops up from that night. Pure joy in both he and Lorraine’s faces. A great memory with them for me. Rest In Peace, Matthew. You are missed deeply especially by my sweet friend, your mom.