To our mentor, coach, Lord and savior, and probably one of the only persons I know who could get far in the therapy and exercise field. you don't know how much you helped me. You always knew what to say weather it was a funny comment or a piece of advice to me or to others. you helped me feel really comfortable in the rock climbing gym I call mine. you are always a team sport even when you were the but end of a joke (aka all the time). steeling you ghost hat was a highlight of my day and thank you so much for making me and Heimdall write down our teams lore and also starting it. the day you left our team after three years I cried so hard and I'm sure that you think tapping you on the head is a way of calling you short (because you are) it's not, I started doing to all my friends as a way to show I care maybe (I'm not sure). I hope your life is doing great and I'm so glad you took that three year time to help a bunch of teenagers become more self confident and aware.

Keep being your too short, too buff, spiderman, Lord and savior self.

-Artemis