I first met him when he was a skinny little nine year old kid.  I think he shot a 68 that day.  Anyway,  we took on as friends.  His Mom Vickie and Dad Joe quickly became just like famly to me.  Over the years I saw Joe develop into quite an accomplished golfer.  First High School then Fresno State then the PGA Tour.  Yougest ever at the time as a matter of fact. I was on Peps bag for numerous ATT Pebble Beach Invitationals  and a most memorable U.S. Open at Olympic Club.  Pep as I call him,  is one of the best ball strikers I have ever seen. But my stories about golf and Pep are to come down the road.

My story today is to say how proud I am of my "Lil Bro".  A frustrating wrist injury  sent Pep in another direction for a while.  Rachel came into his life and rocked his world.  She also balanced his ship.  I am very happy for the whole Acosta family.  More recently Pressley Acosta came into the family.  Biggest victory of his life! 

As life continues,  this moment can not be beat. I am very proud of Pep and wish he and Rachel ten lifetimes of happiness.