Saturday, September 30, 2017
It's been a little over 4 months since I lost my brother. Not a day goes past that I don't think about him in some way. Whether it was the phone call or text to tell me what the weather was going to be, what was happening around town, or to see what I was doing. Sometimes Jeff could be a pest, but its those days that I miss. He was always there for me no matter what and would do anything. He was missed on the 4th of July when he would stop by and make sure my grass was wet enough to not catch fire, he was missed at the annual birthday party for his nieces in August when he would help get everything ready for the BBQ and in September he didn't call "Mak" to see how her first day of school went. He will be deeply missed in October when he used to take her to get a pumpkin or two, or three or four. Every month there is some kind of memory of him of the things he did for me and my family. I miss him dearly. Love you Jeff.
your sister Cherrie
