I remember when NIC lived upstairs, behind my moms house... and he had just gotten his new playstation. I couldn't wait to go play video games with him. Just sitting there playing games with my big bro... those were some of my best memories of him.

I wouldn't know where to start...my first memory of Nic would be walking down the hallway at Edison middle school. Short wavy hair and several books at his side, he was the teachers pet. We were just friends, until we met up again after we both graduated. It was at my house; I was standing on the steps and he was standing there on my driveway - longer wavy hair, denim overalls and black Doc's. His smile is what got me ever since.