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William David Earl
December 13th, 1975 - - March 22nd, 1997
Murdered by way of a Train

William was born when I was 19. We grew up as very close friends, not just mother and son. Willi loved anything with a motor since he was 3 years old. For his ninth birthday we bought him a Chevy engine that needed to be rebuilt. That's what he asked for. Willi had the engine working and in a car in about two weeks. I was so proud of him. He was proud of himself too.

William got his first girlfriend when he was 10. I made him go to Sears and get his picture taken with her. He was so mad at me but he did it. I have beautiful pictures of the occasion. I spoiled my son but he was never a brat. He always acted so much like an adult. When I married my husband of eleven years, Willi gave me away. So much a man, but yet my baby. I used to call him my baby even when he turned 21. He took care of me so well. He would go and start my car In the morning, clean it all off of snow. He washed my car, cleaned the inside and everything. I never had to ask. I guess he just felt that I couldn't do it. What a sweet child he was. I know he must be the same way in heaven. I could write forever about him.