Carson was not just my little cousin, but a little brother to me. Being 7 years older than him, I remember growing up babysitting him, Halle and G. That quickly grew into me becoming one of his biggest supporters, watching him play hundreds of hockey, basketball, and baseball games. One of my favorite memories was bringing Cars to a rec basketball game and on the ride there he looked me in the eye and begged me to “not be one of the crazy ones yelling” to which I rolled my eyes and said “yeah right”. I cheered him on in the stands and will continue to cheer him on for the rest of my life. As we all got older, Carson grew into one of the best friends I will ever have. We would randomly call and text each other checking in, and couldn’t wait for all the times all our cousins were able to get together. You could always guarantee that if Carson was going to be there you were going to be laughing the entire time.
My world was rocked the day we lost our Cargey, but I will forever live each day like he would. Viva la Vida, baby. I love you with everything I have, my Cargey 🧡
