Jimmy
Jimmy was my first and best growing up since the age of three. Almost every day of my child hood was spent hanging out with Jimmy, either swimming, building forts in the garage, riding bikes for hours or just wandering the neighborhood. He was a brother to me and felt like apart of my family. Every house, tree and crack on the side walk on Harding Road brings back happy memories of Jimmy and our friends getting into some kind of misadventure, hoping that the sun would never go down so we wouldn't have to go back home. I will always remember the way he treated me growing up, and I can only hope that one day if I have kids that they are as nice, happy, friendly and out going as Jimmy was. His heart was just as big as his smile. I will never forget you Jimmy.