He was just so gifted. When Piercen entered a room, he ENTERED a room with a stride so graceful and swag that radiated confidence. But that wide smile and bright blue eyes would welcome you into his energy. He was a lifelong learner, picking up random skills as he committed to mastering several things simultaneously. He often self-taught himself to an advanced level before abandoning it to start a new skill. He was unapologetically himself with the strength of a lion but the heart of a good friend. Wherever he went, Piercen would make friends. His energy and kindness would attract all walks of life. He wasn't aggressive despite the chiseled chest and defined biceps. Piercen was the most amazingly positive soul with a quick wit and wickedly devine sense of humour. His creativity could be overlooked, but only because his ideas were often overlapped by comedy. A family Christmas calendar doning his abs for each month is clear evidence of that. Always polite and helpful, he'd clear dishes after Thanksgiving Dinners, rarely needing to be asked. He always said "I love you" before leaving and took a tremendous amount of accountability for his decisions. It saddens us that he struggled so much in life. He was absolute magic and we'll miss him dearly.

Until recently, we remembered Piercen as the loud and aggressive little brother to Kaden. That was until some old tapes were converted into digital files and we were reminded that Piercen was a soft, gentle young boy being pushed over while Kaden would shreak. "Look at me. Look at me!" We don't know a life other than "Kaden and Piercen."

Even at a young age (says every obituary), Piercen enjoyed making people laugh either by being the centre of attention or by making someone else the centre of attention. He'd carefreely allow you to draw mustaches on him with marker or defiantly laugh when his Dad would pull his sideburns. He preferred to learn lessons the hard way:) The gentleness of his Mom was in him as he'd tenderly hug her regularly and express his love for her. He was her boy.

Cars, football, friends, and the gym became favourite pastimes for Piercen as a teenager. This is when we started to see his capability to give 100% to anything he wanted to hyper-focus on. His physical dominance (you're welcome, Piercen) over his brothers and Dad created chaos at many family functions. Oftentimes, someone would end up in tears from laughing by disguising the real tears from a slightly too hard Charlie horse issued by his massive fist. He was incredibly loyal and always celebrated other's wins, particularly in his best friend, Elic. When it's easy to tear people down, even in high school, he lifted them up.

As a young adult, he was torn in which journey to follow. After attending the University of Western Ontario on a football scholarship, he knew that wasn't his journey. Never afraid of trying something new, even a Women's Studies course his Aunt wanted him to take because it was important to her; not him. By focusing on getting his crane and real estate license simultaneously, he was forging his own path, seeking joy and fulfillment in a career, but not sure in what. It takes a lot of bravery to change directions in the search for joy. There's no denying that he went into everything with heart and independence.

Piercen's larger than life presence leaves a crater in our family. His life will not be forgotten. His laugh, walk, smiling eyes, and playfulness will always be remembered by not only family, but hundreds of friends and aquintances.
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