Bronson Alexander Stacy

I really didn't know Bronson really well but the way my brother(Hunter) talked about him he seemed like a sweet,smart,funny little boy just enjoying life!!! My prayers are with you and your family!

Bronson was one of my best friends!!! I will miss playing basketball with you everyday at P.E.!! When I go to P.E. now I always wish that you were here. I will never forget you and I will see you in heaven.

I loved Bronson soooo much. He was my cousin. He loved school so much, and we lived together when we were little. When he came over for the last time he cried when he had to leave.

Sorry for your lost i am Robert Stewart nicie Cieria Melton you might not remeber my mom but sorry for your lost we will keep you in our prayers.

Mr. Stacy & Shelly:
I can honestly say that I have walked in your shoes and know the pain that you are feeling at this time. I can't tell you that it gets better with time because my wound is so fresh, that I don't forsee that happening anytime in the near future for my husband and myself. I can tell you to keep your faith strong because it is being tested right now. You won't get an answer when you ask "Why?" and believe me you will ask that many, many times. If you need to talk about...

i have one memory of bronson. the 3rd grade was on a field trip to gulf world and bronson was chosen by the dolphin trainers to help them out. they had him do several things but the funniest thing was when he thought he was going to have to feed the dolphins by putting a fish in his mouth. the look on his face was priceless. bless his heart, he was one of my son's classmates and friends. my son would always tell me stories about silly things bronson would do. i know he will be greatly...

Siran, may all the fond memories of your love ones help you through this difficult time.

Remember Me

To the Living, I am gone,
To the sorrowful, I will never return;
To the angry, I was cheated.
But to the happy, I am at peace.
To the faithful, I have never left.
Talk to me, and I will hear,
your prayers, they comfort me,
your laughter makes me laugh,
but don't weep for me as I have my reward,
I am with the Father and will never let me perish,
The...

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.

May God Bless and Keep your Family