I don't know if I liked it this much before I met him. Though, I do remember that, when we were walking away from the Power Tower at Cedar Point and he told me his name was Patrick, I thought "Wow I like that name."

Now I love it.

Now whenever I meet someone named Patrick, I automatically expect them to have his same warmth, his same quiet dignity, his same down-to-earthness. I expect them to light up the way he does. I expect them to smile and laugh and have the same way of always making me smile and laugh. But, its never the same.

Since him, I've met a lot of Patricks. But their never the same. No one is.