I was always so in awe of Aaron’s easy way with his boys and the wild groups of boyscouts he mentored. Lighting fires, shooting, camping, whittling with actual knives—nothing daunted him. He was a real outdoorsman who taught our family how to tap and make maple syrup. He led all sorts of game nights and adventures with our boys. At home, he allowed each of his own boys to follow their passions and supported them however he could. Aaron was a warm and generous man who saw other people’s struggles and asked “how can I help?”
Toward the end of his life I tried to help Elizabeth where I could and was struck to my core by the energy, love, and selflessness she poured into caring for Aaron. The photo of the clasped hands is of Aaron and Elizabeth in Aaron’s final week. I have never seen a more powerful testament to love.
Laura K