My last memory of my nephew: I t was around three in the morning and the dog was barking so badly in the garage that it woke me up. I got up and looked out the front window and saw a truck parked outside the gate. I had never seen the truck, so I crept into the kitchen and got a knife out of the drawer. Big Al, my husband, had been sick and I didn't want to wake him, so I looked out of the back door and seeing no one in the back yard, I opened the door and crept out. I peeked around the side of the house trying to see who was in the truck, and a voice said, "Whatcha looking for, Aunt Faye ? " It was Dewayne. I jumped about a foot off the ground while saying a few #&@#&'s, and he started laughing. He said he was sorry and that he didn't mean to scare me. He had come by to get his Uncle Albert to go fishing with him. I didn't let on about how badly he had scared me, but I do NOT go outside anymore to see who is parked out front !!! Big Al and Dewayne went fishing that morning. Little did we know that it would be the last time. Dewayne went to heaven two weeks later. We sorely miss him. He was our son. He wasn't like a son, he IS our son. Our hearts will never be really happy until we see him in heaven. He left this world knowing that he was loved by his always, always family.
My Memory
faziej Feb 10, 2009