Adam came into the world on the 18th of December 1981.  This precious little angel was so tiny, but perfect from head to toe.  Shortly after his birth he began having respiratory problems and the pediatrician discovered his little lungs had not fully developed and he was placed on oxygen to help his tiny lungs develope.  He was placed in a special incubator, and when I saw him for the very first time, tubes were everywhere and this little baby apeared as fragile as a porcelain doll!  But, from the beginning, Adam was a fighter, and within days, the tubes and the oxygen were removed, and Kimberly, his mother, was able to hold him in her arms.  We quickly discovered Adam's contagious smile, along with his gentle, loving spirit.  Babies out grow certain things, but Adam's smile and his gentle spirit remained. Unlike most of us, it didn't take much to make Adam happy. He lived a simple life, and even the smallest things brought a smile to his face. Adam just didn't gripe and complain! The greatest joy in his life came when his son, Christopher Braeden was born.  We often joked about the fact that nobody could ever question who this little boy's father was ~ he was the spitting image of Adam when he was that same age.