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I first found Jeff when I was 13. I lived in the apartments behind the cemetery where he rests. For some reason, I was always drawn to the cemetery due to it's peaceful nature, something I much preferred over my father's tumultuous apartment at the time. I, for some reason, was drawn to Jeff's resting place, so I decided to take a closer look. I noticed a common love for music, and a can of sloppy Joe's sitting next to him (this was in 2011, before the cemetery prohibited unauthorized...
David Martino
June 26, 2017 | Brandon, FL