Jason was born November 3rd, 1984, in Phoenix, AZ, to his Mother, Deanna.
Jay lost his precious life November 28th, 2002, on Thanksgiving morning at 1:10 am. He was killed in a car accident. He lost control and crashed into a trailer which was parked in a driveway. There were 3 others in the car, nobody else was hurt and he was killed instantly.
He had been out with friends and he was only a few miles from home when this tragic accident occurred.
Jay was full of life from the very beginning, he had this beautiful smile and was always curious about every little thing. In his early years he loved Basketball, and was an amazing player. He joined every team that he could, and played throughout the years. He was very intelligent and his teachers were always impressed with this wonderful little boy's sense of adventure. They always commented on how he would go very far in life.
From the time he was little he had many friends, Jay was a true friend to each and everybody he crossed paths with. As he got older he brought many friends to the house that ended up living with us, he could not let someone be without a place to stay. I took care of quite a few of them, they were here day in and day out. They knew that if they ever needed a place to stay or someone to talk to, Jay would welcome them to our home. Jay also loved animals, his friends would always bring their dogs over for Jay to watch while his friends were moving or in between places to stay. He took care of everyone and was never too busy to lend a helping hand.
He also loved to have fun, and boy did he! That is what everyone loved about him, he was always making someone laugh. He had a passion for music. He always had a Mic in his hand and would keep everyone entertained while "flowing" or "bustin" a Rhyme. He loved alternative music, like Bob Marley, Sublime etc.. Jay was original and he loved being that way. So if everyone started dressing with the same clothes or had the same hairstyle, he would be quick to change his style again. He always did his own laundry and ironed his own clothes, he took real good care of his things. He would always be careful not to spill something on his clothes too, and before you knew it.... It would happen!... His friends got a kick out of that, he would be so proud and say, "look, I didn't spill anything..." then, "Oops." Then he would get the spot out and you couldn't tell it was ever there.
He was very patient, never complained much about anything, even when times got tough he still had a smile on his face. Jay loved his family and friends. He had more friends than you could count. They still come to check on me and his little brother, Daniel, on a daily basis. That is how much he was loved. He loved his dog "Rosco". Rosco was only 5 1/2 months old when Jay left us. He taught that dog to lay on a pillow in his room, and Rosco loved and listened to everything Jay told him. Rosco is 1 year and 4 months old now, Jay would've been proud of him.
Jay had turned 18 just two weeks before the accident and he was ready to graduate only a month after. He would have graduated before his class. He was excited about that, and was already making plans for his future. He was interested in Forensic Science, and he watched the show all time. He had talked to his Grandma about joining the Police Force, and was going to take Forensic Science classes towards his Forensic Science degree.
Jason owned a 1987 Mustang that his grandma helped him buy. He was always looking in magazines to find new things to add onto his car. He wanted to paint it pearl white with orange dust. He never got the chance to do that, or drive his car much before this all happened.
His grandma loved Jay so much, he was her "Brightest Star". She lives with guilt and regrets helping him buy the car, because it is the car that he lost his life in.
Jay was a great wonder with a big heart and a big smile!
We all love him dearly and will always keep his memory alive!
We love you Jay!! You will always live on through us and others!
As your mother, you will always be in my heart and soul forever, you were a joy and always made me proud. You will never be forgotten.
If you would like to help by keeping his memory alive, please feel free to take a moment to write in his Guestbook. You can even share your own stories of a loved one you lost as well.
Published in The Arizona Republic on Dec. 1, 2002.