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Three days after Carson had taken his own life, our friend Spenny had come out to visit us. We hadn’t seen him in a few years, but he was like family, one of those friends that you don’t talk to all the time, and it's like no time has passed when you see each other. Carson and Spenny had been the closest of friends. They trained Jiujitsu together at Ralph Gracie, all the time- if not everyday, every other day. They were always there for each other. Spenny came inside and

Love, Light, and Ridiculousness always… what? OK, let me explain. Let's start with… LOVE Carson is love. He always has been and always will be. Love is something you feel before you can explain it. If you knew him, you felt loved by him. You felt seen by him. You felt heard by him. He was deeply empathic and he always met you where you were. Its why he was so good at teaching and helping others, because he loved them, truly. As a baby, he always brought so much love