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This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Matthew Free, 25 years old, born on May 17, 1983, and passed away on December 24, 2008. We will remember him forever.
December 26, 2013
December 26, 2013
I only knew you through your mom. We worked together when you were a little boy, and then she and I met again through Facebook. I was so sorry to hear about your death. I remember how your mom adored you when you were a little boy, and I know her love grew stronger over the years as you grew up. God bless you, Elaine, and all of your family.
December 25, 2013
December 25, 2013
Today was the 6th Christmas spent without you. It never gets easier. How I wish you could have been with us today! I love you my sweet baby boy.
November 22, 2013
November 22, 2013
No farewell words were spoken
No time to say good-bye
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why
My heart still aches in sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know
November 16, 2013
November 16, 2013
Matt u will be missed!!! I love u and miss u
November 16, 2013
November 16, 2013
You were such a precious child. We will miss you always.
November 14, 2013
November 14, 2013
You left us way too soon. We miss you. Mom and S-Dad.
November 14, 2013
November 14, 2013
I miss you more than words can describe. I love you, my sweet baby brother.

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December 26, 2013
December 26, 2013
I only knew you through your mom. We worked together when you were a little boy, and then she and I met again through Facebook. I was so sorry to hear about your death. I remember how your mom adored you when you were a little boy, and I know her love grew stronger over the years as you grew up. God bless you, Elaine, and all of your family.
December 25, 2013
December 25, 2013
Today was the 6th Christmas spent without you. It never gets easier. How I wish you could have been with us today! I love you my sweet baby boy.
November 22, 2013
November 22, 2013
No farewell words were spoken
No time to say good-bye
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why
My heart still aches in sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know
Recent stories

Another one Bites the Dust.

November 29, 2013
I know he can't read this and wish that we didn't even have to write this stuff down wishing you were here. This story was really funny ofcourse to a bunch of 11-12 year olds. Before I start. When I first moved to golden meadows Matt was my first friend. He introduced to me the kids on the street. The thing I noticed was at his age being only a little younger than I he was very popular. The free house became the place to be. Matt and I would sit in the living room and build mega cities on the super Nintendo and I would do stupid Michael Jackson impressions that made misty Matt and tim all laugh. We lost touch after I moved away and I just found out he wasn't here about a year ago. I felt like crap because Matt was the one guy younger than me that I admired. Always. Not just saying it. Ok. Here is the story. The Frees back yard was our gate way to the unknown. Before they built all the houses it was just woods and a big ditch back there that we would build tree houses and try to jump the ditch. Well this particular day Tim, Chris, Matt, Jeff and I thought we made a bridge that would get us across. Matt wasn't supposed to be outside. I think he was grounded or something. Anyway. No one wanted to cross the bridge because we didn't know if it was sturdy enough. Well... Matt the biggest of us all other than Tim. Decided he would do it and called us all scardy cats. Well he started his walk on the plank and sure enough it broke and Matt fell right in the ditch with all the water. Everyone broke out into laughter and Jeff starts singing another one bites the dust. Matt started crying because his parents were coming home and he was all wet and Jeff singing the song made him so mad. So he jumps out the ditch dripping wet throws the plank and comes running at all of us. Tim grabbed him calmed him down. He was so upset. My last story is the day we were all pushing each other down the hill in barrel or tire can't remember but Tim did something to Matt that made him so mad. When we pushed Tim down the hill Matt didn't try to stop him and tim had to do a ninja tool out the barrel to avoid falling like 10 feet in the ditch. They started fighting and I'm the littlest guy trying to stop these two massive forces from fighting. We all laughed about it and that was that. But as we were walking back Matt says "Tim remember the other day when you all were singing another one bites the dust? I was humming it in my head while you were in the barrel. Lol. That was way to funny. Man I wish I would have stayed in touch after I moved. Miss you bro. Gone but not forgetten.

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