Dear Family and Friends,
I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to write but I've not been able to think straight. After getting the news and spending a couple of bad days last weekend then learning about this site I began to read. Sometimes I had to quit for a while, it's too much, but anyway here goes my attempt.
I realize now that I was one of the very lucky ones. I had the opportunity to enjoy so many experiences with Andrew. Andrew is a great friend, mentor, and humanitarian. What did he do for me? What didn't he do would be a more appropriate question. Andrew saved my life and helped me through a very difficult time when I lived in Sacramento. I worked with Andrew in the software business in a couple of different companies. We spent a lot of time talking about software, projects, strategy, kids, spouses, hockey, soccer, lacrosse, fishing, music, skiing, motorcycling, and life in general.
Andrew and I hit it off immediately and I was soon introduced to Sherri. We had many meals at his home. I don't know how many of you know, but Andrew was an excellent chef. Another of the many hats that he wore in life.
So, yes, that was me on the Goldwing in the summer of 05 at Mount Evans. We took our time going up the mountain, Andrew, Sherri, and I, that day and stopped for some pictures with the Mountain Goats. Andrew teased me that it was my girlfriend since I was only 1 up. We climbed up from the highest point we could ride and leave the bikes. Sherri and Andrew both got some great pictures, one of which, I will always cherish the most (Andrew and I together on Mt. Evans) and look at often. On the way down the mountain Andrew let me lead the way, probably because he knew I would have trouble keeping up. I think I surprised him though as we passed cars at high speed and darted back in before the oncoming swept us away. I still get chills thinking about the descent! We spent the weekend at his brother Graham's house with much music, some guitar playing, some scotch drinking, and lots of relaxing.
I played Soccer with Andrew, Mogens, Will, Pat, and the rest of the team...they tolerated me, I think because it was amusing to them to watch me go to the exact correct spot but not have the skill to do much. Hockey training good, soccer training non-existent. I remember the only goal I ever scored. I posted up top right and Andrew hit me with one of those lazer passes that he was so good at...I shot (kicked) 5 hole on the goalie and scored. See, isn't this the very essence of Andrew?...always making sure everyone has fun and success. He must have passed me that ball a hundred times until I finally scored. You know the smile on his face when that happened. I can still see it.
Andrew was smiling too when I finally coaxed him out for some ice hockey. It really didn't take that much coaxing, he is a hockey fan extrodinare and has some great skill at that sport too. He played goalie when he was younger but he can skate out too and had a great understanding of the game.
In the past 3 months I saw Andrew 4 times. 2 times in Utah with Sherri, once for a meeting with the soccer crew, and one time that Andrew and Sherri drove down to San Jose to watch my older son play hockey in a Midget AAA tournament. After the game I remember Andrew wrestling around on the grass at Logitech ice with my younger son while we waited for my older son to change. My boys think the world of Andrew and Sherri. They were upset at the news of Andrew's passing.
Truly, I did not know until now how lucky I've been to have Andrew in my life. It's hard to imagine a life without him for all of us. The world does not look the same to me and there are so many unanswered questions. I feel that I have failed Andrew as I didn't have a clue. I'm sorry.
To the family, I hope that your memories of Andrew will carry you to peace. To Andrews friends, may we all remember him with that big smile especially when he knew he pulled one over on you.
My deepest sympathies,
Dan K. Anderson (Utahdan)