I went to school with his mom at Jefferson Community College. We talked almost everyday and she couldn't stop talking about her son. One day we got on the conversation about music. This was back in 1998 or 1999. She had mentioned her son was a musician and she could get me a autograph. I declined. "Most people don't amount to anything from Steubenville". She told me to look them up. The next day she asked me again if I wanted a autograph and I respectfully declined. She was a little mad but she understood. We still talked everyday in the computer room till I left in 1999. She wouldn't talk about anything except her son and how well he did. I'm glad the hard work paid off.
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