Kevin, my friend since sixth grade, was famous for falling through the girls bathroom ceiling as he crawled over from the boys room. The boys that were there laughed so hard they were purple, and he was thence known as Ceiling Kevin. I remember him as an ever-giggling twelve-year-old in his catholic school uniform and was one of the first boys I ever kissed. In high school we hid under the bridge and smoked and laughed. I have no memory of him without his grin on his face. Everybody liked Kevin. After many years, we found each other through social media and I was just so, so happy to see him, I was instantly flooded with warmth and love and memories. Time and distance don't matter when you love a friend. Thank you for all the laughing, Kevin. You were a positive in my life. Much love to all the family and those who loved and were touched by Kevin.