march 2016. Blake, Angela's youngest, went with me to colorado. we stopped by your grave on the way to idaho springs to have a good pizza. i left you a pepsi and a whole bag of m & m's. both favorites of yours. your headstone is still looking good after all these years. 

wanted a black and silver headstone for you but, the best i could do is black and gold. hope it's okay. love the way the sun is behind your headstone, sun is setting off to the west behind the mountains. 

wasn't there when Zach took this photo but, it made me smile. 

   The image still stays in my mind like it was yesterday. Jason driving to flag football practice in his little "beater" car wearing a full, over the head "Beavis" mask while he was driving. Of course everyone who drove by was staring at him like he was crazy. I have to say, I think he was, but in a good way. In a way that made people laugh. He always tried to get a reaction out of people and was afraid of nothing and no one. He was the toughest kid I ever met both physically and mentally. Small in size but huge in heart. I'll never forget the day we laid him to rest. One of the worse days of my life. 
   "I wish you were here! I'll forever miss you little brother! Go Broncos!" 

he lived his life on his terms and lived it to the fullest. sometimes, made me a bit crazy but, i loved him unconditionally. he taught me how to love.