Missing you wish we could talk. Coming by to visit your resting place later today xoxox !

I think about you everyday. I miss you dearly, love you forever!!

Mr. King. I remember the Saturday I met you. We became friends fast. We remain friends until you went home to be with God. I miss all that. In His service

My brother lived a challenged life in the end fighting a dreadful cancer, but he was cerebral to the end, he was told how long he had to live and he used that time in his own way, we talked and shared our fears, our angers, frustrations and our shared anxieties, he reasoned that his life was manifest destiny. He met with those that tortured and taunted him in his childhood, those that loved him, those that had not lived up to their responsibilities to him and he gave some of us responsibilities like a big brother would. When his number was called he had made his rounds, spoken his truths to power and crossed over. I miss him greatly, I kept my word to him and for that I feel good.

Darryl