Anthony was the 4 child of 13 born to my father and mother, Antoine and Juanita Bell. He was such a beautiful baby and the cutest little boy, And such a handsome man. As a little boy he was always surrounded by loving siblings, and parents who loved him so. Anthony was always a very easy going young man, full of laughter and love. As he matured he was always the funniest guy around with a talent for basketball. He was so very good at it, His left hand shot was truly professional, but it did not hold his interest very long. He loved gambling, And dice was his life for a while.He was so handsome so funny and couldn't dance a lick. But he even joked about that. He was good hearted and loving and just a pure joy to have around. He was very respectful of siblings and all. I was always so proud of him, girls were no problem they all loved him so. He could always pick and choose, but he was always happy with being a one woman's man. My brother had a personality like a magnet, he could draw anyone in his circle of love. As a young man he was very close to my sister Sandy they got along like two peas in a pot. Anthony was just a gorgeous ball of happiness joy and jokes and laughter. He was protective of his family that he loved so much. He was my brother a joy and a pleasure. Why do we not treasure our love ones like god does above. Instead we wait for them to become a precious memory. Dear lord help us all, There's nothing left but life's lessons of wisdom and grace.