My last memory of Andy.. He came home to Indiana. I hadn't seen him in forever. He looked exactly the same. I had no idea, it would be the last time i saw his face. He hugged me and talked to my kids. They know who Uncle Andy is. It is hard to say what my favorite memory would be. I spent my whole life growing up with him, so i guess my favorite memory would be our childhood. One other is when my Dad took us to our 1st wrestling match. It was for Andy's 9th birthday..we had so much fun. The seats were so far up. There was like 20 empty rows in front of us and Dad wouldn't let us move up..me and Andy laughed about that , when he was here. I miss you, Andy.You will always be my big brother.
My Memory of Andy
shannonltaylor Sep 25, 2008