From a Soccer Player to a young soldier, Rony was my homeboy/ lil brutha. i met him after my freshman year. he always smiled, and he never ever got into any trouble. I chilled with him throught my whole sophomore year with him in clas we were always actin foolish and stuff. when i heard the news that he died... my whole happiness crashed lik thunder.... it was sad to hear about this... i cannot imagine that a brave young man like him would save his lil brother, harly. well they both are having a great time in heaven. My lil bruthas.. imma see yall soon aight? but my soul will keep in touch. Parada Boyz.... Forever.....

2nd Platoon playing soccer while 1st Platoon was doing a challange and Rony being the talenated self he was doing his tricks us laughing at him becuause he tripped over the ball and almost fell and he passed it off to me i took it down field passed it to Le us being stupid along the way having fun Kroll being dumb and Rony made it back down field to us i had the ball i passed it threw the air to Rony, Rony kicked it and scored andwe ran back down field Kroll mean while in our goal and we ended up winning. Rony and I tired from all the runing and clowning we did we had fun that day..

Love you Rony wish you were here to enjoy that momment with us