Today we got a call from a good friend of my husband's. His 11 year old, Jack, hanged himself. I am speechless. I am shocked. I am heart broken. This boy was quite possibly the sweetest boy I've ever met. When I was pregnant with Jackson, he helped us pack and move. He didn't complain. He asked what else he could do. When he asked what we were naming the baby, I told him and he responded "well, at least you know he'll be a good boy if he has my name!" And it was a true statement. This kid had a heart of gold.
We ALL love you Jack... RIP...big man
Monday, October 26, 2009
Posted by Liz at 6:08 PM