He was the "man of our home" when Daddy was gone away, for
Daddy was in the Vietnam War or somewhere else for
short periods of time, while Jr. was growing up.
He helped me care for the two other siblings,
as they grew also. Whenever I needed something done, I
could always depend on Jr. to come take care of it.
Time went on and he graduated from high school to
enter the US Army, following in Daddy's footsteps,
but in a different branch. After that he got
married then after a few years came a beautiful
little girl.
Years past and God called my son's name (Apr. 1, 2001),
at the age of 41 yrs,9 months when Jr. said "I'm here, Lord".
~Phyllis Jameson