Ben lived each day as a precious gift, battling the relentless grip of Cystic Fibrosis. Time was his constant adversary, ticking away faster than for most, yet he faced life head-on, refusing to let his condition define him. In his 39 years, Ben crammed what felt like a lifetime of experiences, achievements, and love.

Professionally, he soared as the Vice President of Operations at Shepard Exposition Services, but his true victories were found in the everyday joys. Ben thrived in football and basketball leagues, sharing spirited games with cherished friends, but his heart sang loudest when he teamed up with his younger brother Parker. Golf, another passion, offered him solace and challenge in equal measure.

Those who knew Ben intimately knew his simple pleasures: the familiar comfort of Happy Gilmore and Everybody Loves Raymond playing on repeat, his dedication to weightlifting (except cardio), and his legendary sushi feasts at "Top Sushi," where he could effortlessly devour 40 pieces of Nigiri. And who could forget Sunday’s famed Chicken Cutlets, a testament to his love for great food.

A crowning moment in Ben's life was witnessing the Cubs clinch the World Series—a triumph that resonated deeply with his sports-loving soul. Through wins and losses, he remained steadfastly loyal to his beloved teams, particularly the Bears, unwavering in his support regardless of their standings.

Yet beyond these details, Ben’s essence was defined by the raw intensity of his heart. His kindness knew no bounds, his love for those close to him ran deep, and his dedication to the things he cherished—be it family, friends, or his passions—was unwavering. In a world often marked by fleeting connections, Ben's presence left an indelible mark, a testament to a life lived with unmatched passion and authenticity.