05/17/2026
May 16, 2011 - May 16, 2026
Bittersweet day for me today…
My baby boy—yeah, my baby boy—graduated high school.
Now I’m standing here trying to figure out how the kid who once needed help tying his skates suddenly knows more about life than I do half the time. Somewhere along the way, I was supposed to be the teacher… turns out, Angelo, you’ve been running the class on me this whole time.
You taught me patience… (Lord knows I needed it).
You taught me perspective… (usually right after ignoring my advice).
And you taught me that watching your kid grow into his own man is equal parts pride and “who said you could grow up this fast?”
What an amazing man you’ve become. Not just smart—not just capable—but grounded, strong, and carrying yourself with a kind of presence that makes people take notice. That didn’t happen by accident. That’s character. That’s heart.
And let me tell you something—this world’s about to meet you, and it better be ready… because you’re not walking into it quietly. You’re stepping in with purpose.
The Lord’s got plans for you. Big ones. The kind you won’t always understand in the moment… the kind that’ll test you, stretch you, and sometimes make you look up and say, “Alright, whats your plan here?” But trust it. Every step.
And if I’m being real for just a second… beneath all the jokes and the pride and the “look at my son now”… there’s a part of me that still sees the little boy who reached for my hand without thinking . The one who trusted me to have all the answers. The one who didn’t know the world yet—but walked into it anyway because he knew I was right there.
I blinked… and now you’re the one walking forward on your own.
And that right there—that’s the moment that gets me.
Just remember—no matter how far you go, no matter how big you get, no matter how many people you impress… you’re still my Baby Boy.
I couldn’t be prouder of you if I tried.
Go do what you’re meant to do, Angelo.
Just don’t forget to call your father once in a while.
Love You