Marc was my son's best friend when we lived in Hemet. They got into so much trouble together but I have even more happy memories of the two of them riding bmx bikes and just being adorable little boys.
I remember when Andrew and I were dating and we took our son Michael and his friend Marc to Universal Studios City Walk. They were about 11 or 12 years old and we let them roam around unsupervised while we did the same. When we met back up at the designated time, we discovered that they'd been playing in the water fountain (not designed for that purpose) and sliding down the escalator hand rail in their wet clothes. They were having a blast and they'd been having a blast for hours! We collected more than a few disapproving looks as we led the boys towards the parking lot. They were sopping wet so they stripped down to their boxer shorts in the back seat and giggled as we took them through the fast food drive-thru for dinner on our way home. We chatted about Monty Python and 'nerds' and other silly things as we drove back home to Hemet. It was really fun and it's a day I'll never forget. Never. Ever.
My heart absolutely breaks for his family (and for my son). I can't fathom the depth of loss they feel. It's every mother's most horrible nightmare.