MY SON

Love, Dad

JOHNNY,
THERE ARE SO MANY MEMORIES I HAVE WITH YOU. YOU WERE AND WILL ALWAYS BE MY BEST FRIEND. 
THERE ISN’T A DAY THAT GOES BY THAT I DON’T THINK OF YOU. 
I WILL MISS DRAG RACING WITH YOU IN THE NEON.
I WILL MISS STAYING UP LATE AT NIGHT TRAINING WITH YOU IN THE LIVING ROOM AND AT THE GYM. I WILL MISS HANGING OUT WITH YOU AND THE GUYS, GOING TO THE FIGHTS WITH YOU, PLAYING VIDEO GAMES, AND EVERYTHING ELSE WE DID TOGETHER. 
I KNOW YOU ARE IN A SAFE AND WONDERFUL PLACE NOW. 
JOHNNY, MY SON, I THANK YOU FOR BRINGING ME TO THE LORD. 
JOE TOLD ME THAT YOU WERE GOING TO CHURCH SO BECAUSE OF YOU WE NOW GO.
I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY AND I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU. 
SO FOR NOW I WILL STAY AWAITING THAT DAY THAT WE WILL BE REUNITED AGAIN.

I LOVE YOU, DAD.

Fathers Day 2005 – Given to Alan in Memory of Johnny – Framed picture drawn by Johnny

To My Dad On Father’s Day
From Heaven

I Know I Didn’t Have Much Time 
To Spend On Earth
But I Will Always Treasure
The Things We Got To Do…

Like The Way Your Smiling Face 
Always Looked At Mine;
Love Was Always In Your Touch
And In Your Eyes Did Shine.

I Didn’t Want To Leave You 
But God Had Plans For Me,
And So, Of Course, I Had To Go…
I Hope That You Can See.

I Know You Want To Hold Me.
And, Dad, I’d Like That, Too.
But Someday We’ll Have Endless Days
For All We Want To Do.

So, Till It’s Time For God To Call
All Of You,
Remember That I’m Waiting Here
And Always Loving You.

WRITTEN BY: SARALYN MCAFEE SMITH

Johnny’s Best friends,
Brian Gates, Alan (Dad), Cousin Chaz Stone
Paul Ortega and Johnny Brownie

My Dad is a Survivor 

My dad is a survivor too
Which is no surprise to me.
He’s always been like a lighthouse
That helps you cross a stormy sea.

But, I walk with my dad each day
To lift him up late at night
With my picture in his hand.
He cries as he tries to grieve alone,
And wishes he could understand.

My dad is like a tower of strength.
He’s the greatest of them all~!
But there are times when he needs to cry
Please be there when he falls.

Hold his hand or pat his shoulder
And tell him it’s okay.
Be his strength when he’s sad
Help him mourn in his own way.

Now, as I watch over my precious dad
From the Heavens up above
I’m so proud that he’s a survivor
And, I can still feel his love~!

WRITTEN BY KAYE DES’ORMEAUX