On January 9, 1997, Lucas was born! Lucas was the first of two children born to Tony and Misty. Lucas was adored not only by his parents, but also by great-grandparents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and many others. Lucas brought more joy into the lives of those who loved him than I can possibly explain. Lucas was the son every mother dreams of and that I was lucky enough to have, if only for eleven years.
Lucas loved being read to when he was little and at six months of age he would sit attentively as I read him story after story. As he got older, Lucas enjoyed reading and his favorite author was Gary Paulson.
Lucas loved to fish. Lucas’ dad began taking him fishing when he was only a couple of years old. Lucas contined to fish up until he became unable to use his arms and hands.
Lucas loved animals, especially reptiles (snakes were his absolute favorite). He could tell you more about snakes than you ever wanted to know! He seriously pondered the idea of becoming a herpetologist when he grew up. At the age of three he caught his first episode of the Crocodile Hunter and was totally mesmerized. After an extensive search, he was able to proudly carry a Crocodile Hunter back pack on his first day of pre-school.
Lucas spent many hours playing water tee-ball in the backyard when he was young. He played baseball every season up until he got sick. It wasn’t until Lucas played football that he discovered his “true love”. Lucas played with everything he had. Even when his team was losing by twenty plus points, Lucas continued to give 100%. When asked about this, he said that it wasn’t all about winning or losing, that you owed it to your team and to yourself to always play your best and never stop trying. When we would leave Lucas’ ballgames he would always thank me for letting him play football and for coming to watch his games. I told him that he didn’t have to thank me for that and that there is no where else I would rather be. He would say, “but I know you don’t have to”. I would think that I have to have one of the greatest kids ever! Lucas lived life very much like he played his football games. Lucas took pride in everything he did and everthing he was a part of.
Lucas’ favorite place to go was the beach. He loved the ocean. He would put on a pair of goggles and with net in hand he would explore in the ocean and find all sorts of things. He would do this for hours at the time. When he would take a break from exploring, he would catch lizards that hung out at the beach. If there were reptiles around, Lucas would find them!
Lucas was truly an amazing child. I often wondered what I had ever done to deserve him. Whatever it was, I was so glad I had.
Lucas became a big brother on July 19, 1999 when his sister London was born. London says Lucas was the best brother in the world. Lucas was patient, kind, thoughtful, and a wonderful role model for his little sister. Lucas was also a good friend. Lucas had many friends that he enjoyed going to school and spending time with. Lucas considered himself very fortunate to know what it meant to have” real friends”. He always said in order to have good friends you had to be a good friend.
Lucas’ wisdom always amazed and intrigued me. I always looked forward to and anticipated watching Lucas continue to grow up. Unfortunatly, Lucas was diagnosed with DIPG on Novemeber 29, 2007 when he was ten years old. His life was cut short when he lost the battle on June 9, 2008 and I laid my precious son to rest.