Our Logan was born 30 years ago today.  He was a wonder right from the beginning!

I am so thankful for his love & the memories.  

I will NEVER forget seeing you ride in circles on the patio just as fast as you could go, shouting at the top of your 4 year old lungs,  "WITCHES AREN'T REAL!!"

Happy birth uh daaaay tooooo uh yoooou!

Logan got these hats for Alyse for Christmas. He thought she would love them and they were perfect for Denver weather.

This picture was taken in the 3 year old Sunday school class at Hilltop Baptist Church on Easter Sunday in 1992 & then it was Logan's gift to his momma on Mother's Day 1992. 

Late in Aug.'17 when Logan was at Warriors Heart  he called just to talk one night,

Of course, I asked about Lana & asked Logan to send me a pic so I could see how she had grown.  This is the pic he sent to my phone just after our conversation.

This picture was taken not long before Logan's second tour of duty in Iraq.  (He was deployed on 8 Nov. '10.)

Logan is eating potluck but I don't remember any banana pudding.  We will eat banana pudding on 14 Nov. as long as I can cook.

Logan came to Oklahoma to pick up my Triumph Tiger after he wrecked his Sportster and recovered from shoulder surgery. In his need for speed, he removed the catalytic converter, added an Akrapovic exhaust and had an off-road/race tune done on the bike to get nearly 130 HP. It was still like an "old geezer" bike to him and he eventually found the bike he wanted in a Triumph Speed Triple. He would ride straight through on 1000 mile + trips, about twice as far as what I consider a "days" ride. I miss our talks about motorcycles and guns.

We had Christmas in Erick at the home of PaPa's mother & dad every year for years & everyone would be there not just for the day but for days.

My momma lived in Erick until Jun 2016 so Grandma Flossie was always included in our time together,  There were 16 just in my family - Kim, Brian, Logan, Ashton, Brendon, Carli, Shawn, Noah, Holly, Chris, Madye, Speed, Layla, Emma & Philip & myself.

Grandma Ginny had 5 bedrooms & my momma had 3 so between the two homes (that were just about a mile apart) we, played games, ate & slept.  It was hectic but fun.

These are great memories for me.

This was taken at bootcamp graduation in Aug. '08 with ones who were proud of Logan & loved him. (PaPa, Speed, Brendon & Brian)

There were others there who were proud of him & loved him but we weren't in the pic!

Logan with his proud grandparents at Ft. Riley, KS, just before his first deployment to Iraq in Oct. 2008.

This is my favorite picture of you guys. I remember taking this photo the weekend of yalls wedding in Vegas. Right after this we went and saw Zumanity and the boys were so giggly that night lol. Even though Logan fell asleep through the show. This picture just describes yalls relationship in so many ways. Yall were so perfect and goofy together. 

Cade loved sending me pictures when him and Logan would have a guys night out. Logan always had the best facial expressions.

Cade and I always loved going on double dates with Alyse and Logan. This is just one of the many great nights out in Addison. 

I hope I remember this correctly but someone told Logan that people don't have egos until they are teenagers (or in their teens).  Logan questioned this idea because he said he had a 4 year old niece, Allie, who definaely had an ego!

From Logan's PatPat

Before headed to Florida for the weekend, I got the bright idea of getting a spray tan - which Logan agreed to go with me. Little did I know, the tan came with some color in it, to make you look instantly tan ... hilarity insued. 

Over ten years of knowing you I don't think there is enough time to share everything, and not too sure if the statutes of limitations have passed yet on some of our wild times growing up!

When you moved from Oklahoma you wanted to hate Frisco so much, and you did. You wanted to run away back to Oklahoma and you did.

I remember meeting you in Mrs. Jacksons literature class where we were both so uninterested in anything that had to do with education, much less literature. Somehow Travis and I ended up meeting up with you at the wrestling match they had that week. It was our golden years of rebellion. While Travis couldn't join us because his girlfriend was there we left the school to go smoke a cigarette. That was when we found the common ground of doing nothing but sitting on the hood of our cars while we smoked, and talking about how much school sucked. I think showing you our hangout spot on the Star Center parking garage was the most glorious gift anyone had ever given you. It was somewhere you could run away to and be left alone when you needed it most.

Naturally after finding someone who knew someone who was 18 years old and could buy cigarettes we became friends. We quickly became real close friends skipping class, racing our cars, and working together at Beijing. This job was a dream come true for a high school kid that smoked cigarettes and loved driving around in his car. Not to mention the free china food. It was here Mike and Helen came up with the name Mr. Tall, but it was Mr. Tall in a thick Asian accent. This wasn’t the only job we had together, we would also do Valet Parking on the weekends. This again, was another dream job for high schoolers where we got to park nice cars and stand around and bullshit on our sidekicks while getting paid.

Like I mentioned above there are endless amounts of memories from growing up with you. However, no one was better at recounting all of the good times had than you. As I sit here writing this I just think of the times we were able to catch up and talk about growing up. It was about that time we were due to connect in person and go through it all again; I still can’t believe I won’t get that chance with you again. I’m so thankful for your animated story telling and spot on voice impersonations because I can still hear clearly you making fun of Travis “You made me hate Atmosphere!” and “Awwwww DUDE!!”

I don’t know if you’d ever admit it, but moving to Texas was probably the biggest blessing in disguise. I think you secretly fell in love with the group of people we ran around with, the places we’d go, and shit we’d get into. I could make a list a mile long of the friends you made after you moved. I know that your friendship was one I will never forget and thankful for it. You touched the lives of many and risked yours for the greater good of the country. I will miss you but take comfort knowing you are at peace watching over. Love ya bro

Let's start with the back story of me and Logan attended basic training for Combat Engineers together in which we were bunk mates. During the 16 weeks of basic and advanced training me and Logan grew close learning a lot about each other and our families. Towards the end of training we found out we would be going to the same unit in Fort Riley, KS. At this moment in time we decided we would ride together to Kansas to report in to our new unit.
In mid September 2008, I met Logan's parents formally for the first time when I came to pick him up for our road trip to Kansas. They were very inviting and have been there every since..in every aspect of life. After leaving the house we decided on some stops along the way and the first one was OKC. While stopping in OKC I was able to meet multiple of Logan's friends and family members. I was really excited to meet his grandparents who were some of Logans biggest supporter and treated me like they had known me forever. 
Upon arriving to Fort Riley we found out that we would once again be room mates, that is for the 2 weeks before we would be deploying to Iraq. In this two weeks there is a 100 stories I could share but probably shouldn't, but there is one I will share. Logan's family came up to visit and to take a trip to see Logan's uncle. Well to my suprise I was invited to go with them and to make a long story short during the whole trip I never felt uncomfortable even though I was with multiple I barely knew.
This is just a testiment to the people who raised Logan into the man he became and a view at what became an outstanding friendship that spanned almost 10 years, basic/AIT, 2 deployments, and countless adventures (which include taking shots with KIM).

This is going to be a bit long, but I have so many memories with Logan. I am not a writer by any stretch so beer with me. Seriously you may want a beer while reading this.

So I’ll just start from the beginning.

Algebra class. Logan was new to our school, and I end up setting next to him that day. We began to talk and joke, and as all great friendships begin the yo momma jokes start to fly, (sorry Kim) and form that day on we were friends. We began to hang out almost every day and we would often find trouble more on that later.

Birthday. So November rolls around and our Birthdays our close so we decide to have a joint party. Now at the time the Dave Chappelle show is popular so we name our party the 1st Annual Player Haters Ball. It was awesome. All the normal birthday shenanigans, but it was our party it just made it seem even more awesome. We went on to continue the tradition until he moved to Texas. Those were the best birthdays a kid could have.

Trouble. Logan get a small hatchet as a gift that birthday. Some week or so later I am staying over at his house, and we decide that we had to try it out. We sneak out, or try to anyway, but Brendon bust us in the act, but we just send him back to bad and tell him not to tell crisis averted. We walk over to the neighborhood park, and find a tree. It probably took us over an hour to chop that thing down. We seriously miss judged the size of that tree, but in the end we got it done. We walk back home sneak back in easy peasy. The next morning it’s the first thing we here about. Guess the neighbors spread word quick. We are thinking we got away with it. Turns out Brendon gave us away. My parents weren’t too happy with me especially my dad. Apparently when my dad was a kid he help plant those trees as a summer job that’s a small town for you though.

More trouble. Not 3 weeks later and it close to Christmas time. We get this idea to steal Christmas lights. The way we figured to do this was find a house get on either side one of us grab the line and get ready to run, and the other unplug them from the other side wind them up as you run off with them. This actually worked really well. We took all the lights we got and strung them up in his room. His mom questioned us about it, but we made up some lie to avoid punishment. I am sure she probably knew something sounded off we weren’t very good at lying about things.

More trouble. Logan had moved to Texas, and as any normal teenager he didn’t want to move away from his friends. So one day instead of going to school he drives back up to Oklahoma. So me Logan John and Tyler all spend the day hanging out and doing what we would usually do. We knew we would get in trouble, but none of us cared we were just glad to see him. Earlier we decide to leave his car parked back behind the mall so no one would find it. Later that night we returned. I guess to figure out where he was going to stay. Little did we know Liam Neeson learned everything he knew from Brian. He tracked us down, and to this day I still don’t know how he found us. None of us told anyone about what we were doing. I am serious he came out of nowhere like he was batman or something.

Logan and I grew up together we were inseparable. He was loyal and honest. He was the kind of friend who would always have your back no matter what. These memories are some of my favorite’s not just of Logan they are just some of my favorite’s period. They all remind me of what a great friend I had, and how lucky I was to have such a friend.  

You will be missed, you will be remembered, and your memory will be celebrated.

RIP brother.

You and my son were friends some time before I met you. You entered my life over Thanksgiving holiday. You and Brian had just picked up that Civic and you were itching to show it off. So with a sheepish grin you entered our home wanting to take John for a ride. Twenty minutes later John called that he couldn't find you. There had been a wreck. Steve and I rushed to the accident barely behind the ambulance. I learned then that you liked to do life your way.

As the school years passed, you and John shared many memories. Neither one of you liked school much and soon your lives took a different direction. I was so proud of you when I learned you joined the army. I will never forget that first Christmas when you came home. And that sheepish grin kept you out of trouble. You were still doing life your way.

You went to war and fought a tough battle. But Iraq was nothing compared to the battle you would endure in the states. This enemy is insidious and unrelenting and you fought. This enemy is heartless and dangerous and you fought. This enemy comes to kill, steal and destroy but you fought. The enemy thinks he won with you, but I know better. You do life your way.  

I knew Logan through mutual friends until he transferred to Westmoore High, in that period of time we became very good friends and went to eat lunch together every single day, he was loyal and a similar sense of humor, we had alot of good times, he taught me how to drive a standard in his honda civic, we fell out of touch over the years and am deeply saddened to hear this. My condolences and prayers to him and his family. RIP brother

Honestly, i am just going to talk, man you loved to "pretend" hate me. i would always tell you i loved you and if mom was around tease you about being her favorite but you were loved by us all regardless of the huge list of things you could get away with and we never could. There were times i thought you really did hate me but that was when we both were a lot younger, and eventually the truth finally came out when you thought i "wasnt paying attention" and told someone that you liked me and i was a good dude...you might have said "alright dude" but in logan words thats good because if you ever said anything positive about someone you meant it and coming from you it meant something to me. 

I forget what we were doing per usual, because usually was group of us and our activites involved "misguided fun" (new story btw), and we came home that night and i think it was my 21st B-day almost a year ago now and everybody was given me shit about balding and everybody wants me to shaved my head that night and i didnt really trust anybody and everybody wanted to do it but none of them i trusted to do it right because everybody was laughing still a little "affected by alcohol" but you stepped up in all seriousness and told me you got me and would'nt mess up this new commitment i was undergoing and took it serious. moral of the story, moral of the story. you shaved my head and it looked great and always will thankyou.

Sometimes me and you would some how end up alone doing "something" or just chilling, and we would talk about you and your life and more recently alyse and discuss how much she meant to you and a positive change in your life that needed to happen and us having conversations like this and with the amount of time we've known eachother (random moments of me and brendon instigating you and ashton to fight when yall were in highschool, makes me realize how long its been.), along with the great memories we all made, made us family, none of us get to choose our relatives, but we can choose our family. i am going to miss your "handsome hair" and all the curteous laughs you gave to my amazing humor. Love you bro