Sunday, February 4, 2018
My earliest memory is of changing Ricky's diaper and holding him in my arms and the last memory was hugging him and laughing with him. Through all these years he was the most kind, funny, real person I knew. He never owned anything of value but he got through the most difficult times with an inner strength. He experienced a deadly knife attack, 2 divorces, alcoholism, the death of his dad and those are just the ones I know about. I would never let anyone say bad things about him. He loved me, his aunt, and I loved him. We understood each other and I will greatly miss his laugh and bad jokes. Hug Mamaw Ricky.
