Micah James Pollock - Oct. 30th 1981 -- Nov. 5th 1997. Micah was 16 when 
he was murdered by a classmate.  Micah was shot in the back by a shotgun. 
He was then put into a beaver pond, where he was found a week later. Micah
was killed over a girl. She wanted to break-up with this one to go with Micah. 
He did not like that so he promised to "fix it". The boy has since been tried and convicted and will spend the rest of his life in prison. But it is a better prison 
than the one he put Micah or I in.

MICAH IN HIS FIRST DRESSY OUTFIT HE GOT FOR HIS FIRST BIRTHDAY 
HE WAS MY PRIDE AND JOY THEN AND HE STILL IS
WE HAD WONDERFUL TIMES TOGETHER, AND I MISS THAT
BEAUTIFUL SMILE OF HIS AND THE WARM HUGS I GOT EVERY DAY

Micah was a sports person. Loved to play and gave each sport and each 
games his all. He scored the winning run in the championships in little 
league. His team went to the finals in basketball, and even though they did not win, they came in second. And that was something to be proud of.

MICAH ~ 2 YEARS OLD
MY HUBBY RANDY

Micah had very many friends. We moved a lot and so making friends came
easy to him. Now that he was 16 he would be able to "date". He loved his
girls too. It seemed that every week it was a different one. We were very
close, Micah and I. It was just the 2 of us for  the first 4 years of his life. 
We did everything together. And even though we never had much, he 
never complained. What ever happened to him or us , he took it in stride. 

MY WEDDING DAY
MICAH WAS ALMOST 6 YEARS OLD
HE FINALLY HAD A FAMILY
HE CALLED RANDY "DAD" FROM THAT DAY ON

From the very beginning he called Randy "dad". We were a family all the way.
I miss Micah every hour of every day. He was my only child and I am so very 
proud of him. He would get me to laugh every time I got mad. And he always 
had a ready smile for any one. And a shoulder for any one who needed it. 
Micah was just a special type of person. And I do believe that he would have
made a difference here, had he been given the chance.

I LOVE YOU SON, VERY MUCH
 
 

 
 

~QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS~

~QUESTION~

God, why did you take my son?
I could never love another one
He was my special gift from you
Now what am I supposed to do?
He was such a good boy, not bad,
Micah always wanted to be "a Dad"
He should be down here with me
He needs his mom. can't you see?
It's hard to live since my child is gone
Never again will I hear, "I love you mom."

THIS IS THE FINAL RESTING PLACE OF MY SON, MICAH. 
IT IS ON THE TOP OF A MOUNTAIN.  IT IS A VERY PEACEFUL
AND BEAUTIFUL PLACE TO GO TO

.  TO THE LEFT ARE WOODS AND BEHIND THE CROSS
IS A BIG DEEP VALLEY.  HIS FRIENDS STILL COME 
THERE TO VISIT HIM.

~ANSWERS~

He was always mine from the start
Only just awhile will you be apart
You taught him lessons while on earth
You told him what he's really worth
You taught him what he needs to know
You said it all, it was time to go
You loved him a lot and made him smile
I'm sorry, it's only just a little while
The angels came sooner than planned
And you did your best to understand
But you did your job and I'm proud of you
Micah will be here when your time is due.

Written by his mother in memory of Micah Pollock,
16, who was murdered November 5, 1997.

PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THIS POEM WITHOUT PERMISSION
 
 

 
 
 

~THROUGH THE YEARS~

MICAH AT THE 6TH GRADE FIELD TRIP
HE ALWAYS WANTED PEOPLE TO BE HAPPY AND LAUGH
SO HE WAS THE CLASS CLOWN SO TO SPEAK
HE LOVED TO GOOF OFF EVERY CHANCE HE GOT

MICAH IN THE 8TH GRADE
HE WAS GROWING INTO A HANDSOME GUY
VERY MUCH INTO SPORTS AND GIRLS
I USE TO TEASE HIM ABOUT BEING SHORT
BUT HE BECAME A TALL BOY AND 
THOUGHT THAT WAS REALLY COOL,
"TO BE TALLER THAN HIS MOM".

MICAH ON HIS 15TH BIRTHDAY
HE WAS SO HANDSOME I WANTED TO CRY
MY LITTLE BOY WAS GROWING UP SO FAST
HE HAD SO MANY FRIENDS HE WAS HARDLY
EVER HOME ON THE WEEK-ENDS

 
 

THE FOLLOWING POEM WAS WRITTEN BY 
JEFF RIDENHOUR, MICAH'S BEST FRIEND
NOVEMBER 1999
 

~JEFF RIDENHOUR~

~I HOPE YOU KNEW~

Can you take away the pain that drives me insane
And take away the blame and take away the shame
take away my past that does forever last
And take off the mask that will not let me ask
Why, why, why did you die when I look you in the eye
And made myself cry at the last goodbye
And why, why, why did you say when I'd ask why
I never really got to say goodbye
And now again I want to die but can't even cry as I lie
waiting on the fun to be done as I run from the sun
that again will never shine in my time of acting fine
But really I am hurt by all the dirt
In my heart that is torn apart
From the loss of a loved one by a gun
I wish I had just one...
One more moment to say...
"I hope you knew...I Love You!"
I should have been there to stop it
Jealousy is not good
I'm sorry man, I'm sorry, I cannot express
I wasn't even there that day they laid you down to rest
 
 

 
 

MICAH'S STEP-SISTER MINDI AND HER TWO CHILDREN
ALYSSA & CORBIN.  MICAH NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO
KNOW CORBIN. BUT HE LOVED HIS NIECE ALYSSA.  HE 
WAS GREAT WITH KIDS

 

THIS IS BURT, MICAH'S STEP-BROTHER.  MICAH REALLY
LIKED BEING WITH BURT AND LOOKED UP TO HIM.  I 
THINK ONE REASON MICAH LOVED SPORTS SO MUCH 
WAS BECAUSE OF BURT.  HE WAS THE BROTHER MICAH 
ALWAYS WANTED AND FINALLY GOT.
 
 

 
 

THE FOLLOWING POEM WAS WRITTEN BY 
STEPHANIE BILIMIK ONE OF THE MANY FRIENDS
OF MICAH THAT HAVE KEPT IN TOUCH WITH ME...
SHE IS A SWEETHEART

~STEPHANIE BILIMIK~

~STILL WONDERING WHY~

Why is it that all good things go?
Why is it that Gods plan will never show
I can't see why He's taken him away
I can't see why it was that day
So young, so much he could have saw
Why did you let him fall
I don't understand your master plan
But then again nobody can
Lord wash away our constant tears
Can you help erase all my fears
The fear of this tragedy happening again
Lord how can we handle where we have been
Why did you pick a death so cruel
Why did you take his soul
Did it have to be that day
Did you have to take him that way
I never did picture the things the way they are
I can't believe we've made it this far
He's all around us but we can't see
Every step I take he's right here with me
It's a little easier to know
He's right here with us it just can't show
Here I sit still wondering why
Lord, why did he have to die
 
 

 
 

 

~JUSTIN MERCADO~

~JANUARY 19, 1978 - OCTOBER 6, 1996~

My friend Vicki Mercado lost her son Justin to murder also. He was shot when a gang drove by a parking lot and shot at random. 
 
 

 
 

~ONE SWEET DAY~
~Miriah Carey~

Sorry I never told you
All I wanted to say
And now it's too late to hold you
"Cause you've gone away
So far away
Never had I imagined
Living without your smile
Feeling and knowing you hear me
It keeps me alive
Alive
And I know  you're shining down on me from Heavem
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Darling, I never showed you
Assumed you'd always be there
I took your love for granted
But I always care
And I miss the love we shared
And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Although the sun will never shine the same
I'll always look to a brighter day
Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep
You will always listen as I pray
And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
Once sweet day
Sorry I never told you
All I wanted to say
 
 

~JASPER WAYNE BURNS~

~JOSHUA EUGENE HEDGLIN~

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