He was born in Kearney, Nebraska. His family and friends were there they couldn't go without having a funeral for him there. The funeral was at his sister LaVonne's lake house. She had never seen so many people before. She didn't know her family was this big. She tried having fun by doing things that remind her of him. The things she tried was kayaking, fishing, and time with family. None of them really helped. She could only think of the fact that he was gone and wouldn't get to see her grow up even more. She lost her secret keeper, her bestfriend, her role model, her everything. She ended up going out alone on the lake just to cry. She felt like it should have been her in heaven not him, but she knew she couldn't help it because it was gonna happen she just didn't want it to. When she came back to the house she was still in tears. Everyone knew what was wrong some joined her but none of them were crying for themselves but for him. They all missed him so much they didn't know what to do. Two of him nieces got up and sang a part of Grandpa tell me bout the good ole day by The Judds, and she just smiled to it. She didn't know just yet how hard life would be after this day.
