Say a prayer for my friend.........Rest in Peace Jason
Early Morning on tues. he was found hanging in his garage, 22 years old, he had the world by the balls, at approx. 9pm at heritage he was pronounced dead., The trama of all of this has not yet hit me full throttle, but as i remeber slowly all of the things we used to do, it will, its starting to, i may just be avoiding the thoughts.
(May the angels, all of them that I know, and all that i do not, raise him up, and deliver him to the hand of the father in heaven).
Jason , I Love You....Uncle Chet,
Ah yes thats another thing, Even though he was my nephew by marriage, he Always, always called me uncle Chet, I once told him that he did not have to, but he said that its respectful, and that i was his uncle, and that he liked it that way, ...I liked it too.
Jason was my nephew and my friend, we had a lot of good times together. For a long time he was my road trip buddy, autophile at heart as well, and all around ; had one the biggest hearts imaginable. I used to call him Lambert; due to the fact that he had this lil' patch of hair under his chin, and he so reminded me of lambert the sheepish lion. I used ta sing it when he was around: "Lambert, the sheepish Lion, Lambert, was always tryin' ta be a big and wooly sheep; Lambert the sheepish Lion.", and he apreciated it, and thought it was funny, and came to accept that was my name for him. And he really was A sheepish lion, he looked somewhat ferocious, and had a heart of gold, and was always tryin to be what he thought he should. I miss him dearly, and wish that I had seen him more than I did, He had helped me at one time thru some bad ones, I just wish that i had known , that he was having those times. When we would hang out, lets see some of the things we did together, wrestling...sparring,smokin, chillin, watchin movies, him carrying me down the street by my underware, that hurt*, Me lighting him on fire, purely accidental, tearing our car stereos apart and rebuilding them with creative things that were just around. Lighting my kitchen on fire, thats when he got lit also. And the list will grow as i deal with it more.
Everyone.....Life is short, make the best of it, sometimes life is shorter than what you intend, don't wait until the time just before to make ammends or rectify any sore spots in your lives,
live your life as you want, make yourself happy, and love one another...................
...........And he will raise you up on Eagles wings, and hold you in the palm of his hands........
Jason(Lambert) I Love You and your spirit shall live with me., forever..
Your Uncle,
Chet,
(May the angels, all of them that I know, and all that i do not, raise him up, and deliver him to the hand of the father in heaven).
Jason , I Love You....Uncle Chet,
Ah yes thats another thing, Even though he was my nephew by marriage, he Always, always called me uncle Chet, I once told him that he did not have to, but he said that its respectful, and that i was his uncle, and that he liked it that way, ...I liked it too.
Jason was my nephew and my friend, we had a lot of good times together. For a long time he was my road trip buddy, autophile at heart as well, and all around ; had one the biggest hearts imaginable. I used to call him Lambert; due to the fact that he had this lil' patch of hair under his chin, and he so reminded me of lambert the sheepish lion. I used ta sing it when he was around: "Lambert, the sheepish Lion, Lambert, was always tryin' ta be a big and wooly sheep; Lambert the sheepish Lion.", and he apreciated it, and thought it was funny, and came to accept that was my name for him. And he really was A sheepish lion, he looked somewhat ferocious, and had a heart of gold, and was always tryin to be what he thought he should. I miss him dearly, and wish that I had seen him more than I did, He had helped me at one time thru some bad ones, I just wish that i had known , that he was having those times. When we would hang out, lets see some of the things we did together, wrestling...sparring,smokin, chillin, watchin movies, him carrying me down the street by my underware, that hurt*, Me lighting him on fire, purely accidental, tearing our car stereos apart and rebuilding them with creative things that were just around. Lighting my kitchen on fire, thats when he got lit also. And the list will grow as i deal with it more.
Everyone.....Life is short, make the best of it, sometimes life is shorter than what you intend, don't wait until the time just before to make ammends or rectify any sore spots in your lives,
live your life as you want, make yourself happy, and love one another...................
...........And he will raise you up on Eagles wings, and hold you in the palm of his hands........
Jason(Lambert) I Love You and your spirit shall live with me., forever..
Your Uncle,
Chet,