High Five Drew.
It's a phrase we use so often since losing our sweet boy. My Aunt Hazel coined this phrase during her tribute to him at his funeral in 2007. Drew was amazing at everything he did; whether it be playing golf , playing washers or breaking hearts...hence the term "high five Drew."
My family hosts a "Drew Memorial Washer Tournament" every Memorial Day weekend. Playing washers was one of his favorite things to do, and of course, he usually won with ease.
This year was the first time I was able to attend, and I'm so thankful I made it. Not only did my partner and I win (he totally carried our team...most of my washers ended up in the grass), I got to spend special moments with those I love most. Some weren't able to make it, and they were truly missed. Hope you all can make it next year. I'll be there, defending our championship trophy!
Here's some pictures of this weekend...and a few extra that help tell the story...
Drew is in the light blue shirt in the back. I don't know why we're giving the 'thumbs up' sign...and that shirt I'm wearing is hideous, but whatever...
Me and Drew's younger brother, Dave, posing with the trophy.Too bad his team lost. Ha!
A balloon release is a tradition my family carries on for Drew. I believe he started this on his UT graduation day. And since we lost him, when we get together to celebrate his life, we each write him a note and send a bouquet of balloons into heaven...
Annnnnd, they're off!
I started out with Drew's name written across my hand for good luck. Lord knows that me and throwing washers don't mix, so I needed it. Later in the day, I wrote my oldest brother's name down as a good luck charm. He's off being GI Joe and protecting this amazing country of ours...I wanted to include him somehow, and my creativity came out in permanent black marker :)






















