Dear Pauly…

It was 2013, and I found myself walking into a little Irish pub in Columbus, Ohio, for a job interview. To be honest, I almost bailed—I’d had a bit too much to drink the night before. But I was craving a change of pace and atmosphere, so I showed up anyway. That decision changed everything. This is where I met Mark (someone we all lost too soon and whom I still think of daily) and soon landed a position as a bartender. A few shifts in, I met Noah… and we all know where that story leads. Around the same time, I also met Pauly. Pauly was an investor in…