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09 August 1995 - 30 November 2015
Hearing the words, "It's a boy" bring back memories of great joy.
It was only yesterday that you were outside picking up bugs with your pet raccoon, Bill or running through the house with a high pitched squeal after you showed Bill where the brown sugar was and spread it all over. It was only yesterday that you got on the school bus for the first time smiling and waving as I was holding back the tears of pride and sorrow that my little boy was growing up.
That smile was infectious to everyone you met--from the English couple on one of our family vacations to the guide who took us Megaladon teeth hunting as you announced you found one.
As you got older, my saddest days got brighter anytime I saw your smile. Bursting with pride in each of your accomplishments--playing guitar, getting your driver's license and motorcycle license, your continual determination to land a job at Southside Harley Davidson, and graduating from high school.
I may not understand but sweet boy, now a man, you're a precious gift in God's plan. Be at peace. I love you and miss you until we meet again.