Gabe’s a happy guy. Not so constantly happy that it’s weird, but so reliably happy that it’s comforting. We can always count on him for a smile or a hug, an encouraging word or a glass-is-half-full reminder; like our own Tigger. He earned the nickname “Gabey Baby!” on the first day of his (second) whitewater school not just for being happy, but for bringing happy; like our own Olaf. Need someone to play a game? Get Gabe. Need someone to be excited about nothing? Get Gabe. Need someone to make you laugh when you drop your dinner in the sand? Get Gabe. Need someone to listen to your problems? Get Gabe. Need someone to sing a song? Oooh, maybe get somebody else.