Twenty-five years old. An amazing young man. A little timid when he was younger, my son Matt now has a YouTube following with his Journey to the Claw machine series. Obsessed when he was a small boy playing crane/claw machines, he actually purchased his own in his early twenties. He taught himself the ins and outs of the workings of the machine, and eventually the tricks of the trade enabling young and old alike to have more "wins" at the game in video arcades.
He has fun with this, making crazy videos, sharing his enthusiasm, whooping it up for his fans. But recently he took on a more serious role. Matt has begun to donate his claw machine wins to some charities that specialize for children in dire situations such as Hurricane Sandy victims and the recent school shooting in Connecticut. He also met a fan of his who has Asperger's syndrome recently and the two played machines together as if they had known one another their whole lives.
It makes my heart happy to see how far my son has come in such a short time. I always knew God had great things in store for him, and now I see the promise being fulfilled.
