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My Son,My Hero! I couldn't be more proud of him and who he became. He grew into a brave, Godly man. A man a Mama could hold close in her heart and always treasure. One whose memories are of his smile, joy, laughter and love, the love he so proved everyday. I miss his sense of humor when he wasn't trying to be so serious. Those who know him well know how much he loved to create characters and pretend to be them. Like William Howard III from London, Bubba the jail bird, Abubu, and many others, all complete with accents. Oh the laughs you gave us! I miss my sweet brown eyed J-Bird and I will everyday that God gives me breath.