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This is at the SLC airport before I left for Germany on my mission. I am sure I was telling him a story and we were communicating with sarcasm. We shared a similar sense of humor and with his quick wit we were always laughing. He called me "slash" because I went through a phase where I always said slash in all my conversations. He also called me "wom" for most of my life. I am grateful for the close relationship we had. Gary was always there for every big event of my life. He made the trip with his whole family down to the airport to see me off. He was always so supportive and made the extra effort to do things together as much as possible. His family was everything to him. Whenever I came home to visit he was always the first one there and made fun plans for us. He was the life of the party.
