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Cathy S. Holbrooks
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Date Posted: 06:47:35 09/14/05 Wed
John will forever be my little brother in my heart and mind. I miss him as each of you do. I ride by his place of death every morning and every evening on my way to and from work. I always think about him and wonder what he was thinking before the crash. I sometimes think before I get to that place going home, John, if you had only stopped right here, you would be still be here, but I know the Lord called him home when he was ready for him. I wonder if he had any premonition before he got there, but I do know he died instantly and that gives me some relief. I couldn't bare it to think he laid and suffered there with me riding right beside him every single day. John was UNIQUE! There will never be another like him. He had a quick temper and spatted off a lot at everybody including the TV!! I think he really thought he could get through to those blankity blank football players. He always liked to seem so tough, big and bad, but deep inside he had a heart of gold. He was very generous and would do without to give to Tina, Sonya and Derek. He loved his entire family and we loved him. He could cuss someone out and turn around and hug 'em the next minute. He always forgave anyone who asked him to and he couldn't stand injustice to anybody. One time when he was little, he held his new puppy under the water to give him a bath because he was wiggling, and cried and cried cause he was dead afterward. He used to peek around the corner of the living room everytime I had a boy come over when I was dating. He loved pulling pranks on everybody. One time, at Easter, he went in and got raw eggs and got my grandsons to crack them on their heads. We used to all go to auctions, and he would sit behind us and buy something and then they would bring it to Tina and we would look around at him and he would just grin real big. He loved to buy her little surprises. He loved her very much. He loved picking out pretty jewelry for her. He was so proud of Sonya for her singing, her pageants, and for her service in the military, he was so proud of Derek for his being elected President of his Sr. Class and because he could express himself so well in writing and that he had the same gift of writing poems that John and Daddy had. Derek also looks so much like John did at that age. Oh well, for us, life goes on, even though sometimes we don't even want it to. At least, I have the assurance that I will see John again one day in heaven, and I hope that you do, too.
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