Jeffrey C. Battaglia

Someday the road will lead me back to you! I miss you so much.

Jeffrey,At the end of August your guest book expires.The people who knew and loved you, for them you will be always in their hearts and minds. Until they will meet you again later.You will be with us forever. Mom and Dad

Jeffrey Iam so sorry this has taken me so long to do. I just felt writing this to you makes it so final, and what do I say! What I feel inside well Iam having such a hard time finding words. Saying how much I miss you and love you just isn't enough. It just isn't fair that the good people die. It shouldn't have been you! I do have my wonderful memories but I guess Iam being selfish because I don't want memories I want you. I have a song on my CD in my car that I listen to all the time. It...

No matter how much
We miss you
We can't say hello
We can't say goodby
It all ends
In mid air
The tears well up
and spill over
It changes nothing
Thy will be done
love forever
Mom and Dad

Hello Jeff,Its your Brother.Not a day goes by that I don't think about you.I see the Black and Purple tow truck you used to drive and I remember when I would see you driving down Elmwood Ave.you would stop and talk to me.You would hold up traffic while we talked.I miss you a lot.Love your brother Frank

My thoughts and prayers are with Jeff today and all who love him. I can't believe a year has passed already. One year of sadness for all of us, one year of eternal happiness for Jeff.

Our Tribute to Roseann-Jeff's very dear friend and the paramedics,Drs.and nurses at the Kenmore Mercy Hospital.We thank you for trying to save the life of our son Jeffrey C Battaglia

This is a difficult weekend for me - Brighton Field Days is up at the corner of my street. Every year Jeff and I would meet at the beer tent and have so much fun, listening to the band and running into so many old friends. I wouldn't even go this year, it hurts too much. It's things like this that make me miss him more than ever....

Dear Mr.& Mrs. Battaglia,
It is so unnatural for parents to outlive their child. I can't begin to imagine what you are going through or the sorrow you will feel until you see Jeff again. I visit Jeff's site often and pray for him and my father at every mass. Now that the nice weather is here, all the motorcycles on the road are a constant reminder of Jeff. I keep a picture of him holding your great-granddaugher on my desk and I have his leather motorcycle break covers hanging in my room. I...