May 4, 2012
May 4, 2012
Jeff,
I sit here on this cold night thinking of you. I know you're in a much better place now but I can't help but feel you were taken too soon. I remember going from foster home to foster home as a kid and you never failed to come visit. I'm sorry we grew apart but know I always loved you! R.I.P. Brother.
I sit here on this cold night thinking of you. I know you're in a much better place now but I can't help but feel you were taken too soon. I remember going from foster home to foster home as a kid and you never failed to come visit. I'm sorry we grew apart but know I always loved you! R.I.P. Brother.