When you joined the Marine Corp. the night before you had to report in Macon, I played the song Miss You a Little by John Michael Montgomery, well I still feel the same way as I did that day I took you to Macon to catch the bus to Atlanta, and at the end of every letter I wrote to you I ended it with I miss you a little I guess you could say A little too much, a little too often A little more everyday.
When you joined the Marine Corp. the night before you had to report in Macon, I played the song Miss You a Little by John Michael Montgomery, well I still feel the same way as I did that day I took you to Macon to catch the bus to Atlanta, and at the end of every letter I wrote to you I ended it with I miss you a little I guess you could say A little too much, a little too often A little more everyday.
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A few years ago I took Mama to the Perry Fair to see Sammy Kershaw. Colin Raye and my favorite, Aaron Tippin. This was after her heart surgery and she can’t walk long distances without getting tired so I had to rent her one of those hover round electric carts. I was laughing so much. I told Mama I wish you was here to help me pick on her. She was just a scooting around in that thing. I was trying to get her to pop a wheelie. She rode around the whole time and when we were leaving the battery started dying so I had to push her back to where you turn it in.
Whenever I think of Keith it is always his smile and laugh that comes to my mind first. He was always fooling around and making us all laugh. Then I think of him running around when he was just a baby and bringing so much joy to Granny and Paw Paw, they loved him so much and he loved them. He definitely got one of Granny's traits, neither one of them ever met a stranger. He could have a good time in any situation and everybody loved being around him. He was visiting us quite often in '93, '94, '95 and would help Bo with his race car. They had many laughs in the shop and in the cube van hauling that car to the racetrack. The things I remember is he loved fishing, hunting, the river, the Georgia Bulldogs, playing the guitar, cooking, grilling and sometimes we even shared recipes. I loved my time with him and miss him dearly. He gave the best kisses and strongest hugs, another trait he may have gotten from Granny. It makes me feel good to know he is in Heaven with Granny and Paw Paw and we will see them all again one day. Miss you buddy.
Yes Aunt Gail so many memories. That nickname (Bimbo) that PawPaw gave him when he was born. One Mother's Day I wrote all three of my children a little note thanking them for being my children because if it was not for them I would not be celebraating Mother's Day and I started his note off "Bimbo" and when he read it he laughed. It was a joy and my pleasure to be his Mom...Thank you Lord for allowing me to have such a special loving and fun little boy if it was only for 34 years.....and yes Lord you gentley reminded me that he was with me 1 year long than Jesus was with his mother Mary and I thank you for that.
There is a big dark hole inside me that no one will ever be able to fill....it is a special place just for you and only you.
I love you Brian Keith McChargue/aka Bimbo
So many memories!! I miss him more than mere words can express. If only I could see him just once more to tell him how much he was loved by the Whitleys. And even though my heart knows that he knew that I still wish I could tell him anyway. I can't listen to Alan Jackson without thinking of him. Made many, many trips to the cabin at Lake Seminole with him in the vehicle and it was tradition to listen to Alan sing "Way Down Yonder on the Chattahoochee".He always made me laugh and always made me feel like I was special to him. I know he made everyone he loved feel that way. Gone much too soon and was loved MORE than he knew! There is an old gospel hymn that sums it up "Precious Memories how they linger, how they ever flood my soul".
I love you Brian Keith McChargue aka/ Bimbo!!!!