Today would have been Jeff's 49th birthday. Off and on all day I've had flash backs for the times we had. Jeff was more like a brother than a cousin. I was the oldest, then Jeff, and then my brother Gene.
As we got older and when we could we would be together. Jeff and Gene lived closer together so they would get togher and work together to keep the Old Place kept up. Then every now and again when I would go home to visit Mom and Dad all 3 of us would head out.
One thing about Jeff, he always had a way to make you laugh and forget your troubles and worries for awhile. Just as sure as I was having a bad day he would call and before I knew it I would be laughing so hard I would have tears in my eyes. He was always a lot of fun and seemed to never have a care in the world, but some of us we knew he carried a heavy load on his shoulders.
Since Jeff has passed away Gene doesn't keep the Old Place up like they did. He told me he just didn't like to go over there anymore. I know what he means... when I go over there and walk thru the old house I hear Grandpaw, Granny and now Jeff. I hear the past... the good times spending the night over with them and Jeff and me telling stories all night.
Jeff you weren't suppose to leave us like this... we were all going to grow old together and take our grandkids hunting like Grandpaw did with us.
Jeff, there no way I tell you how much I miss those silly phone calls and jokes you would e-mail to me. You've been gone for almost a year and a half now, but at times I see something or hear something that makes if feel like I'm just hearing you're gone and the sting is still there. I try to e-mail Aunt Pat every day or so just to say HI and to tell her I love her... Jeff her heart is so torn, she never get over the hurt. I don't think any partent could ever get over it.
Well Jeff I'm going to go for now...i sure miss you.... like you would always tell me...
LATER CUZ...
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