Jeffrey B. Hickerson

Jeff always had better bicycles and cars than I did. Maybe it was because he tore his toys apart.

Jeff had a deep respect for our dad and almost worshiped him. I didn't, I competed with him.

It wasn't his vocation, but Jeff was a really skilled auto mechanic.

Once, he got a horse shoe magnet stuck on his ankle. He just had to know if he could get it over. So then, he had to wear it until my dad got home from work.

Jeff had a uncontrollable interest in how things were put together. Every Christmas he'd have all his toys torn apart before the end of the day. Then, he'd start on mine.

When Jeff was 14 he was in love with Goldie Hawn. Can't say as I blame him.

Jeff was an extremely generous and loving guy. I might seem bias because he was my brother, so I'll prove it. When he was in the 1st grade they gave out cupcakes at school. He carried his around in his pocket all day so he could bring it home and share it with me.