I was about 13 and Cliff was 11. My family and I were planning a trip down to California to visit John, Cindy and Cliff. A few weeks before we arrived, Cliff wrote me the sweetest letter. He said he was looking forward to us coming and couldn't wait for us to get there. I always remembered that! 11 years old and already beaming with love and kindness. Thanks for the letter, Cliff. XO

Hey Cliff, Happy New Year son, I remember when your Mom was pregnant I was thinking maybe you might be born on my birthday January 20th, we were close you were born on the 18th. What a great day and the 49ers won the superbowl that year, we watched the game together, you had your little 49er shirt on and I had to prop you up on the couch because you kept falling over. You were my little 49er buddy .  you were all I ever needed. Life seemed so simple that day.I will think of you with fondness and love all the days of my life...Dad

John,

This is nice that you created this site for Cliff and those who loved him and still love you.  I know your heart aches and the unanswered questions just make it that much more painful.  Just remember that what we see, understand and feel is temporary, the unseen is eternal.  That means that you and I respond to what we can get our minds around, but the unseen is really the relaity.  God is love and full of mercy and in time, the right time, He will let you in on his eternal plan and purpose for all the sorrow and longing you have encountered.

In the meantime, enjoy His love.  Walk with Him and follow Him.  He knows where the road bends and turns.  Remember, he'll never leave you, he'll always guide, guard and protect you and lead you to that peace that passes all understanding.  Keep and your eyes on Jesus, He has his eye on you.  It won't be too long....and you suddenly understand.

Always, Cheryl