I met Braxton and Kai their sophomore year when my son Henry brought them to dinner and I got to know him better over the next few years.
Braxton was a delightful human being. He was striking - anyone that tall is going to grab your attention - but he was grounded. His presence could calm the swirling waters around him. I always felt better, knowing my son was with him, as they looked out for each other.
As the pastor explained during the eulogy, Braxton made sure Henry was on the team - and that experience made all the difference in the world. When Henry made his (as the pastor put it) “Hail Mary basket,” Braxton was jumping up and down, his long legs nearly to his chest - an expression of pure joy.
When my daughter arrived at Trinity Braxton’s Senior year, he extended his warmth to her, too. And yes, they bonded over the color pink.
Braxton was set to start with EY after getting his masters in May. I know they were excited to have him continue his journey with them, after his summer internship.
When I would spend time in quiet conversation with God and think about my kids, what I kept coming back to with Henry was how much gratitude I had for his friendships. Braxton was an exceptional friend. If we could all be so lucky to know this type of love on earth, the world would be a different and better place.
We will miss you terribly, Braxton - Godspeed and God bless.
