Henry Leon
I remember I met Isaiah in math class when we were in high school, we sat next to each other and he was very kind from the beginning. We got along from that day on and spent a lot of time together. We would explore San Diego together, have deep conversations about life and had many sleep overs. Isaiah and I would confide in each other about our everyday problems and would motivate each other on our goals. I consider Isaiah my brother and I know he considered me the same. He was a good man.
