Kyle, 26, died on Wednesday, August 18th. He was travelling with friends through Athens, Greece. It was a place he'd wanted to visit since he was in middle school.

Kyle was from Elmhurst, Illinois, and was one of six siblings. He was most recently living in Washington D.C., working as a government relations consultant at the aerospace firm Velos. He was set to begin a new job at Deloitte when he came back from Europe. 

Growing up, you'd often find him curled up in a rocking chair, with his collie Prairie at his feet, escaping into a new book. Or in the basement, playing a Louis Armstrong song on his trumpet. Or hitting a baseball in the front yard — where it seemed like every neighborhood dog that walked by came up to him and treated him as if he were family.

He went to Fenwick High School in Oak Park, Illinois and looked out for his siblings in the hallways, even if he didn’t always acknowledge them. He studied Latin and loved it. He was picked as a leader for his senior retreat. And after four years on the tennis team, he figured out how to put just enough spin on his serve to throw his two brothers off balance. 

Kyle had an easy-going energy about him that, at times, made him seem unshakeable. 

For instance, when he found out his mom and sister were running a half-marathon in New York, he took the evening train up from DC and ran it so he could be with them, ignoring the fact that he hadn't trained. 

When a Thanksgiving snowstorm cancelled all flights out of Chicago and put his brother at risk of missing a final exam, Kyle cut his vacation short, hopped in the passenger seat, and split the 12-hour drive to Washington. 

When he was in high school, Kyle underwent radiation therapy to help keep his thyroid and his Graves' disease in check. For a week after the procedure, he had to quarantine in one room of the house because he was - quite literally - radioactive. But, in classic Kyle fashion, he let his sister put a tomato plant by his bedside so she could monitor it for a middle school science project. He turned those days of isolation into a college admissions essay.

He ended up at American University and loved every minute of it. 

There are dozens of friends, colleagues, and relatives who love Kyle and miss him. 

His family hopes that people will remember him for the happiness he emanated and for the care that he gave to those who he loved and those who loved him.