Walter, Today 49 years ago I remember clearly when you were born, you were in a hurry to get out of there and we barely made it to the hospital. I bet your brother was kicking you!! When I held you in my arms and you looked at me it was like you could read my mind. There was a bond there that never left us. I still can feel what it was like to hold you in my arms. You would be so proud of me for finding a great tattoo artist to draw your picture on my left arm! It's awesome. When I was getting the one of Paul, I remember seeing you watching me. Our eyes would connect and we understood.
Love Mom
Well, son, as mom said, you would have been 49 today. From the day you were born, we have loved you and respected you. We will, forever, love and respect you. And we know you have always done the same with us. How do we know? Well you have told and showed us constantly. Your boys, God bless them, are the same way. We are getting better, as it relates to grieving. Our memories are happy ones now. We remember how you lived rather that the way you died. Our job now is to make sure others don't forget you and your brother. With mom's tats of you and Paul, the memoriam decals on the car and truck, and the annual memorial in the Mountain Democrat and Davis Enterprise on your birthdays, folks memories should be jogged frequently. That means a lot to us. By the way, has Jesus ever seen your favorite movie, Jeremiah Johnson? I loved watching it with you.
Love, DAD