His mother, Bonnie Platt, shared this remembrance:
Kyle Patrick Presby Platt entered this world on Father's Day, June 17, 1990. He arrived 9 days past his due date, weighing 9 lbs. 9 oz. His mom was one of 9 siblings, as were both maternal grandparents, whose house number happened to be 99. Thus, Kyle chose to wear #9 on his high school lacrosse jersey.
Reflecting on the all-too-brief life of my son, I focus on his strengths and most admirable character traits. COMPASSION is the first that comes to mind. As a young toddler just learning to put words together, I was surprised the first time I heard him express his dismay when he heard a baby crying quite loudly. It was as if he was urging me to find and offer some comfort to calm the squalling child. As he grew, his sense of compassion broadened to include injured animals, struggling students, the homeless, victims of disasters, and those battling serious illness. He chose to study psychology and criminal justice in college. It was his hope to eventually work with victims of abuse crimes. After his grandfather was moved to live in a rehab facility, Kyle would often take his lunch and visit him between school and work. His grandfather misses him most at lunch time.
Kyle was INTELLIGENT and not just book-smart. He made the dean's list every semester he attended Medaille College, carrying a 3.95 GPA, winning the President's Award. Words and language were second nature to him, excelling in Spanish in high school. He worked as a prep cook at Forestview restaurant. Imagine having to oversee two employees who spoke no English! Being patient, calm, clever and even humorous, he succeeded and gained their trust and respect.
Kyle's intellect was fueled by his intense sense of WONDER. By age two he knew more about dinosaurs than most adults, and could rattle off their names and facts with accuracy and confidence. Among my fondest memories are the two occasions we stayed overnight at the Buffalo Museum of Science. We slept next to the skull of the ancient triceratops! Our family of four would frequent the nature trails of Stiglmeier Park all year round. He was intrigued by the birds and deer who would feed from our hands, before that was outlawed!
Kyle loved visiting libraries and bookstores, even on vacation! He was not necessarily an avid reader, but relished gleaning random facts from the non-fiction genre. Because of this, he was a challenging player when it came to playing games based on trivia, logic and vocabulary.
Kyle's closest friends will agree that he possessed a unique WIT and clever sense of HUMOR. As a very young child he was greatly amused by a simple Whoopee Cushion ... his grandparents found that hilarious. As he matured, Kyle loved pulling pranks and confounding people with his practical jokes. I love to listen to his friends relate these stories.
Kyle was happiest when he had the chance to fish. This was an interest first introduce by his dad and uncle Don, on summer visits to Central New York. During his senior year, he had the opportunity to help the New York State Department of Environmental Conservation (NYSDEC) stock fish in creeks and ponds in Western New York, which he found fascinating. On occasion, he and his buddy Tim would take out a canoe to fish locally. After Kyle's dad passed, he found solace in fishing.
Lastly, Kyle was HUMBLE. He would be uncomfortable knowing that he is being honored today as HERO. He shunned any type of attention, preferring to hang in the background. Thus it was not surprising when he was chosen as the Unsung Hero during his high school senior football season. It wasn't about scoring touchdowns.
He was a TEAM PLAYER in life. His dad, Cliff, who was a career police officer, had serious cancer surgery, but planned to return to work. Kyle opted to be his dad's ‘personal trainer’ and worked out with his dad in the police gym instead of the football team, so that Cliff could return to road patrol. On Cliff's first night back on patrol, Kyle rode along with him as a student intern, just to make sure that his dad was strong enough to be back on the job.
Kyle lived life as a Christian. He was kind and caring in word and deed. He said his daily prayers on his knees. He grew to appreciate the 'little things' in life and took the time to sincerely say THANK YOU. When his loving, gentle spirit left this world on October 13, 2011 it was MY turn to say THANK YOU for the gift of Kyle. When Unyts called at 1:30 a.m., my first reaction was, "Why are they calling at this hour?" but my question was its own answer… the need was IMMEDIATE. As difficult as it was to rationalize at that hour, I said yes with the condition that, at some point in time, I wanted to learn of and maybe hear from, the people who benefited from the GIFT OF KYLE. I pray that his spirit and light continue to shine in them.
Blessings to all who fulfill the mission of Unyts.