On February 18th, eat a scoop or two of ice cream for breakfast to remember Dylan because kids get cancer too.
Dylan loved life, his big brother and making people laugh. He was the bravest boy those who knew him ever met. He enjoyed music, tigger and riding his bike. He also loved playing outside, baseball, sledding, and just being together with his family.
Dylan was born with down Syndrome and his family heard the word cancer for the first time when he was 19 months old. His battle lasted nine months and he was two years old when he passed away. His family says that, “throughout Dylan’s cancer journey, he always had a smile on his face. He would be the one comforting us after a set back. He taught us more than we ever thought he could.”