Cliff was born on April 24th, 1987 in Big Bear California to Rebecca Murrin and James Nelson. He was born at home, in a cabin at Big Bea Lake build by His Uncle Henry Harrison. His birth was amazingly easy, yet difficult on his mom who required emergency placental abstraction after he was born. His father, Jim Nelson, and his sister, Corrinne Nelson gave him his first bath together in the downstairs bath. It was a beautiful homecoming, even with my failure to deliver,his placenta. He also developed jaundice so that we had to place him in the sun each day for the first two weeks of his life. I would like to find and post the photo of him on the dining room chair naked in the sun. He was under 6lbs. and he was our treasure. His birth was so welcomed, he was so welcomed and treasured, just as his sister was 18 months earlier.There was never any doubt he was welcomed. Clifton was given a name of Strength, in the hope that Clifton Geoffre Nelson would someday be a baseball star. It was a good, strong name, and he did fulfill our desire for him to be a great arm in baseball. As an infant in his first year, he expressed his frustrations loudly at not being able to move, walk or talk, and we soon discovered the reason for hi loud vocalizations as being just that. He was always looking at others, and wanting to have the freedom to walk, talk, move, and this frustrated him as a child. He was born an old man, nust wanting ro grow...an adult to soon.

He was a beautiful child. So handsome. But his heart was always on his sleeve. He was either happy, sad, angry or exstatic , never a mixture of these things, always a definate. If he did not like you, there was no changing his mind. If he loved you, you owned his heart forever.

I think I owned his heart.Until he was a teen a least, before he got lost, before we made him lost.  He was my boy, my buddy boy. Cliff had two people in his life who saw nothing but good,in him and that was his parents Jim Nelson, and Rebecca Murrin. We knew he wasnt really perfect, but to us, he was a perfect humsn being. What happened in the end was unjustified for as,good a soul as,we beought into this world in as great a way as we could imagine to make his life start, so much love, so much hope, so positive. To have him taken in the way he was, totally desecrated his birth. 

But we were also responcible. Maybe you could learn from us?