The name Matthew means, "gift of God", and my son was definitely that. Matty was a person who would go miles out of his way to help others. When he was only 8 years old we stopped to pick up a pizza after his Karate practice. Two tough looking guys kept looking at me and Matt notice it. He went straight up to them and said, "quit looking at my mother I don't like it, " The surprised guys looked at each other and the one say, " yes sir" and both dropped their eyes. I could see they were both trying not to laugh out loud that a little boy was ready to take them both on when he thought they were disrespecting his mother. Even as a child Matthew was fearless about protecting those he loved. I am so thankful to God for all the years he was with us and because of Jesus I know I will be with him and those we love again .