May God bless you and your...
Papa, It Feel Different. Everyday I Go Over What Was And Still Is Your House And I Get Ready To Say "Where Papa At ?" But Then There's A Piece Of My Brain That Goes "Pssssss. He Died Remember?" I Miss You Love. And I'll Forever Cherish Your Memory. Rest It Up Papa, Save All Of Us A Spot Next To You!
Brasha Lattimore
April 14, 2011


