Douglas W. Rosson Jr.

Doug Jr. has and will forever be Weasel to me. As my older cousin I looked up to him and his sister Hollie. For a short time I lived with them and my Uncle Doug and I went to an unfamiliar school, Weasel use to walk me there and home afterwards. When I got older and we moved from Chicago to Indiana and I remember a time he visited me and my mom. He had a huge truck that was all decked out and lifted and drove up right behind me to scare me. He always like to joke around like that. We didn't talk much because of our age difference, but I do think about him and wish I had a chance to get to know him better as an older adult. May you RIP.