Jason Jewell Jeffress
January 26, 1982 - September 28,1999


My Brother

There is not a day that goes by
that I don't think of you with tears in my eye.
We stuck together through thick and thin.
We had a love for each other that never will end.

We had a happy childhood
I was always by your side.
In my eyes I had the very best brother
when I was with you I was always full of pride.

We did so many things
I could never name each one
when I think of our times together
I will always remember the fun.

The day that you felt you had to go.
You hugged me and cried
you said that you loved me so
You said that you didn't want to do this to us
I didn't realize what you meant
I didn't know what was up.

It hurt us all so very much.
Our lives will never be the same.
As I think of my future now
without you in it I feel such pain.

Since you have been gone
there has been so many things I want to tell you
So much has happened, I wish you knew
All the things thats going on.

I got my drivers license
I really wanted you to know
I thought you would help teach me how to drive
and we would stay always on the go.

One thing I wanted to tell you
and I hate you had to miss
and you would never guess it
but I got my very first kiss.

As I look up at the stars at night
and I see the brightest one,
I think about you Jason
and I remember all of the fun.

I will forever keep your picture by my bed
and all of our memories will stay in my head

I realize that even though you are gone
Your memory will forever live on and on.
When I stand up there to graduate
I will be thinking of you at Heavens Gate.

When I marry and have kids
I will tell them about thier Uncle Jason
who was the best, most funniest, coolest, scandless, goodlooking guy
that I could have ever had the priveledge to call my brother.
They are bound to know and love you forever too.

Thank you Jason for being such a wonderful brother
and taking good care of me too.
I will love you forever. You will always be in my heart.
I'll never forget you.

Jana Jeffress






Lacy Kathryn Allen
February 23, 1984 - August 29, 1998


We are people all the same,
but one person can be more
if that person knows how to live,
but everyone can live,
though some people look at trees, the sun,
and everything around them,
only they can live at peace with the dead
and find a way to carry on
in our dead world,
but some how they absorb all the dead
and put just a light in the dark.
Be the person to put a little light
into this dark world.






Elizabeth W. Barry
July 30, 1982 - August 29, 1998


My precious
My beauty
All fades to nothing
In your ethernal prescence
Transcending all stereotypes
You are the sun
The stars
And the moon
All heavenly bodies
Which fade in comparison
And faces of angels
Features so delicate
As a baby's breath
So much as sweet
With bodies of goddesses
A sacred temple; worship it well
You look so precious....






Christopher Kory Black
September 28, 1983 - April 5, 1999

Miss You

In the morning light,
I miss your glowing smile
in the midday,
I miss the things you say
in the night air,
I miss your shiny hair
blowing in the breeze.






Rob Goldberg
May 3, 1979 - June 10, 1999


As butterflies have taken flight;
And birds have taken wing;
As the season stretches toward it's height;
And all the joy to us it brings....

As darkness enters at an early hour;
And snow caresses the resting grass;
As God protects us with His higher power;
And days pass by us way too fast....

As fires heat the frigid air;
And with lights our neighbors decorate;
As gifts of food are lovingly shared;
And our stomachs moan from all we ate....

As bells at every corner ring; And we dress in a party fashion;
As brilliant jewels from both ears swing;
And we contribute with selfless compassion....

As daughters wed that special soul;
And sons from college graduate;
As children wean themselves from the family dole;
And, eager with their futures, don't hesitate....
As babes are born and loved ones die;
Not knowing the journey and what's to come;
As we count our blessings, never questioning "why";
It's finally the millenium!!!!!

Ellyn Goldberg (Rob's mom)






Lydia Daniella Vorbach Schabb
November 23, 1984 - December 18, 1999


I think continually of those who were truly great.
Who, from the womb, remembered the soul’s history.
Through corridors of light, where the hours are suns,
Endless and singing, whose lovely ambition
Was that their lips, still touched by fire,
Should tell of the Spirit, clothed from head to foot in song.
And who hoarded from the Spring branches
The desires falling across their bodies like blossoms.

What is precious, is never forgot
The essential delight of the blood drawn from ageless springs.
Breaking through rocks in worlds before our earth.
Never to deny its pleasure in the morning simple light
Nor its grave evening demand for love.
Never to allow gradually the traffic to smother
With noise and fog, the flowering of the spirit.

Near the snow, near the sun, in the highest fields,
See how these names are feted by the waving grass
And by the streamers of white cold
And whispers of wind in the listening sky.
The names of those who in their lives fought for life.
Who wore at their hearts the fire’s centre.
Born of the sun, they travelled a short while toward the sun
And left the vivid air signed with their honor.

STEPHEN SPENDER






Jason Paul Block
December 28, 1980 - June 17, 1999


"The mention of my childs name
May bring tears to my eyes,
But it never fails to bring
Music to my ears.

If you are really my friend,
Let me hear the beautiful music of his name.
It soothes my broken heart and sings to my soul."

JASON, JASON, JASON






Kelly Ann Webster
April 22, 1983 - August 18, 1999


TO THOSE I LOVE

When I am gone, release me, let me go
I have so many things to see and do
You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears
Be happy that we had so many years

I gave you my love. You can only guess
How much you gave to me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown
But now it's time to travel alone.

So grieve awhile for me, if you must
Then let your grief be comforted by trust
It's only for awhile we must part
So bless the memories within your heart

I won't be far away, for life goes on
So if you need me, call and I will come
Though you can't see me or touch me, I'll be near
And if you listen within your heart, you'll hear
All of my love around you, soft and clear.
And then, when you must come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile and "Welcome Home"






David Eric Whitt
December 7, 1979 - March 13, 1996


Nobody Knows I pretend that you never went away. These four walls closin' more everyday and I'm dying inside and nobody knows but me...

Like a clown I put on a show, the pain is real even if nonbody knows, and I'm cryin' inside and nobody knows but me...

Why didn't I say The things I needed to say, How could I let me anger get away, now my world is just a tumblin' down, I can see it so clearly, but your know where around.

The nights are long a the days are so sad,I just keep thinkin' about the love that we had, and I'm missin' you, And nobody knows but me...

I carry a smile when I'm broken in two, and I'm nobody without someone like you,I'm termblin' inside and nobody knows it but me...

I lie awake it a quater past three I'm screamin' at night as if I thought you'd you hear me, yeah my heart is calling you, and nobody knows but me...

How blue can I get you can ask my heart, but like a jigsaw puzzle it's torn all apart, A million words couldn't say just how I feel, A MILLION YEARS FROM NOW YOU KNOW I'LL BE LOVING YOU STILL.

The nights are long and the days are so sad I just keep thinkin' about the love that we had and missin' you and nobody knows me...

Tomorrow mornin' I'll hit the dusty road, Up to the cementary I will go, cause I'm missin' you and nobody knows but me... I always thought you'd be here with me, my heart is calling you and nobody knows but me...

The Tony Rich Project-Words Wriiten by: Joe Rich and D. Dubouse' Some of the words were changed by: Kim Gabauer

This song gave me so much comfort after my Eric died, it said everything I was feeling at the time.Now when I see it I think of Eric, and know he must of felt some of these same things, and nobody knew but him...






Jason Wayne Curnutt
November 26, 1974 - April 11, 1999

Letter to Mom
From Jason

Mom, please don't feel guilty
It was just my time to go.
I see you are still feeling bad
And the tears just seem to flow.

We all come to earth for our lifetime
And for some, its not many years.
I don't want you to keep crying,
You are shedding so many tears.

I haven't really left you,
Even though it may seem so.
I have just gone to my heavenly home,
And I am closer to you than you know.

Just believe when you say my name,
I am standing next to you.
I know that you want to see me,
But there is nothing I can do.

But I'll still send you messages,
And I hope you understand.
Than when your time comes to "cross-over"
I'll be there to take your hand.

By Joy Curnutt






Shelley Beasley
November 18, 1979 - September 28, 1998

I see you in the sunshine
I hear you in the rain
I feel you in the wind that blows
I long for you again,

So many hearts are broken
So many questions,"why"?
Only God knows all the answers
Of when or how we die,

At times you seem so far away
At times you seem so close
But we know your spirit is always here
When we need you the most.
With all my Love,
"MOM"






Jason Wade Batt
October 13, 1971 - September 7, 1999

"He Set Me Free"
He set me free, my life was full
I savored much;
Good friends, good times a loved one's touch.
Don't greive for me now, that I'm free,
I'm allowing God's path now you see;
I took his hand when I heard him call,
I turned my back and I left it all;
Perhaps my times seemed all too brief,
but please don't lengthen it with undue grief,
if my parting has left a void
then, fill it with rememberd joys,
a friendship, shared laughs, a kiss
oh yes, those things I too will miss.
Lift up your heart peace be to thee;
God wanted me; He Set Me Free






Justin

OH LORD!
My heart is filled with love and pain.
The memory of what was once is now in vain.
The restless nights,
The sleep that won't come,
I think of you,
And what we have done,
I ask the Lord for one more chance,
To bring you back for one more glance.
To say good-bye,
To hold you near,
To kiss you and and tell you dear,
I love you so much you'll never know,
And my love for you will still grow and grow.
You know my darling I'll never let you go.

YOUR LOVING MOM






Lisa Marie Gundersen
February 29, 1984-September 13, 2000

Angel

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it okay.
There's always some reason to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day.
I need some distraction, oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins.
Let me be empty and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight.

In the arms of the angels, fly away from here.
From this dark cold hotel room, and the endlessness
that you fear.
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here.

So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn,
There's vultures and thieves at your back.
And the storm keeps on twisting;
you keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack.
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time.
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness,
Oh this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees.

In the arms of the angels, fly away from here.
From this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness
that you fear.
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here.

You're in the arms of the angels
May you find some comfort here.

"I'll love you and miss you forever"
Love, Mommy






Matthew Eugene Heckroth
August 3, 1983 - November 6, 2000

Little we knew when we awoke,
The sorrows the day would bring;
The call was sudden, shock severe;
To part with one we loved so dear.
You bid no one a last farewell,
Or even said goodbye;
You were gone before we knew,
And only God knows why
For all of us you did your best
God grant you eternal rest.