Happy birthday, Bud. WOW!! 36 years. It seems like yesterday that I first daw you in Quincy Hospital. What a joy you were. A happy smiling child who grew into an incredible man but never lost that great smile. I still think about you every minute of every day. You have made me so proud but I am still astonished when I say that you are my son. Your greatness has touched people all across the nation and from every walk of life. The tributes and accolades never seem to end. You have inspired everyone from school children to generals and politicians.
But, Jared, you will always be my little boy. On your hotwheels, jumping your bicycle, playing soccer, baseball, and basketball, fishing with Dad, or just our everyday interactions. Those are my favorite memories.
Now you sleep with the angels and protect us from above. But your spirit remains here on earth winding it's way throughout the living and working it's magic. God has taken you to do His work from heaven and you are doing that work very well.
Blessed be you, my son. Pray for me too and soon I will join you that we might be together for eernity. All my love, Dad.