He was the sweetest little baby boy with the most beautiful red hair I'd ever seen. I fell in love with him the first time I laid my eyes on him. As he grew older he became freckeled faced and had the whitest skin ever. i remember baby sitting him, swinging on the front poarch and him playing with his toys. I went inside to read a book and fell asleep. when I woke up it was time for mama to come home,
Tommy was still on the poarch...but...he had pulled off his diaper and was playing in poo. I had exactly 20 min to get him and the poarch cleaned up before
the mama came home. Mother didn't ever find out and I sure didn't tell her either. lol!!! Tommy could not talk to plain as a child, he called me Assie and Diane he called Nyane. He told on us one day for POKING (smoking) in the  BAMBOOSE (bathroom). Can you just imagine him running to mother and saying "Nyane and Assie are poking in the bamboose." LMhinnyO!!! He was raised with all girls...God Bless him. He grew into a fine person with a wonderful smile and cackeling laugh. He had a nack for putting a smile on ones face. There will never be another one like him. I love you Rooster Poot.