We little knew that morning
that God was going to call your name,
in life we loved you dearly; in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you, the day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide,
and though we cannot see you, you are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.
Jordan would have turned 20 years old on Tuesday. Instead, His parents and grandparents had to bury him this morning. My son Jimmy befriended him in middle school, about 8 years ago. Jordan faced difficulties, as he had difficulty in school and a pretty bad stutter. I’m sure he was probably picked on as a youngster because of these issues. None of that stuff bothered Jimmy or his three other best friends. The five of them did everything together: basketball, baseball, football, and especially skate boarding. They were always skateboarding in the street in front of our house.