I remember moving in our new house in this neighborhood on Benson Kent Washington. I remember riding around on my bike and seen this boy playing basketball on his basketball hoop..he asked me if I feel to play and I told him that I didn't know how so he taught me how to play and he said what's your name and I said shawreka and I asked him what his name was and he told me Ben...Ben dimeo...I attended if high and high school with him at Kentwood and he was a awesome player.. was always polite and a really cool person to hang out with...he was the one who taught me how to play basketball and to love it...I will always remember you as a friend and will miss you...one day I will see you again....Rest in peace

Jam,

Every year I bring you Lucky Charms, every night for the past 10 years, I've told you I love and miss you, and every single moment since February 21, 2003, no one has missed you more than your Mom. 

Till this day, every time you're mentioned, she gets teary eyed.  We see all the heartache in her eyes.  The thing that makes her happy is that you were able to leave apart of you with her.  Your son Troy, has been more than a blessing. 

She's so grateful that you have friends that keep in touch with her, but for us, we don't do it to keep in touch.  We do it because your Mom, your Dad and Troy are apart of our family.   We are grateful that they are such good people and blessed that we have been able to see your son grow over the years. 

I know that he never really got to know you, but we're here to remind him that he is a mold of you, and that even though your not here, you're still his Dad.

Love you bro,

Bone