Joey, My friend from the time we were just little kids. I still remember you coming over and introducing yourself to me and my family when we moved into the neighborhood. You would always come to see me, even if it meant you had to stand outside my bedroom window to talk. You and I used to talk for hours. lol.. I was always so scared to ride on your dirt bike because if my moma found out, I would've been in a ton of trouble but you always talked me into going riding and we had so much fun (minus the mud) and you always got me back home in time so that I never got caught. haha..Even after I left home every time we saw one another you'd always hug me and tell me you loved me. You don't know how many people that I've ran into through the years that would say I saw Joey Beeson the other day and he said to tell you hey and call him sometime. You don't know how much I'm gonna miss that! You were one of my only truly dear friends that I could tell anything. You are one of a kind Mr. Joseph Parker Beeson! Thank you for always being my friend and looking out for me when we were young and when we got older. You and your family were always good to me and I've never forgotten it! I look forward to seeing you and your beautiful smile again one day. Jean and Mr. Beeson, I don't know what to say other than my heart breaks for you and your family. You raised one of the finest men that I've ever known! I love you my friend forever!!!