Category Archives: In Memory

We see the countless Christmas trees around the world below With tiny lights, like Heaven’s stars, reflecting on the snow The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away the tear For we are spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year. … Continue reading →

November 23rd, 2009, exactly two years since Jess and Kelli were killed on I-64 by a State Trooper.  It still seems like yesterday when they were taken away from all of us.  A lot has happened since then but then … Continue reading →

Webster defines sorrow as “a deep distress, sadness, or regret especially for the loss of someone or something loved.” My definition of sorrow is an emotional pain that is so intense, you feel as if your soul is being torn … Continue reading →

Where Were You When….? Funny how your memory works. Some things can be crystal clear, and others are a hazy cloud. Do you remember last Thanksgiving? What you wore? Who you sat by? How about dinner last night? Breakfast this … Continue reading →

Have you ever thought how much an impact a person’s voice has on you. When you hear a person’s voice, you can almost instantly tell if they are happy, angry, distressed, sad, etc. You recognize who people are by their … Continue reading →

The first day of school this year was bittersweet. Jessica would have been a sophomore at SIUE. Kelli would have been a freshman, just starting CHS. I remember when Kelli first started 5th grade. The school combined the 5th and … Continue reading →

I’m still pinching myself over the turnout we had. Thank you again. I’m still getting donations. It just blows my mind that people are so generous. We do still have bracelets and magnets available for sale. You can stop by … Continue reading →

Happy Fathers Day. Three words that will never have the same meaning to me ever again. What it used to mean was that it was all about me. This was my day, a day where I could sleep in, have … Continue reading →

Becky Loyet created these scrapbook pages for me. I wanted to share them with you.    

My girls give me a hard time when I don’t recycle.  I remember Kelli digging a plastic six-pack holder out of the trash and lecturing me on the importance of cutting the rings.  She and Maddy sometimes would pull aluminium … Continue reading →