Hello again

Hey....Hi......Hows it going?


Well, I haven't been here in awhile. If my grammer is messed up its because I am use to my phone fixing it for me. Haha. Our kids are so screwed on grammer!!!!!

Anyway, my life has changed a ton. I moved almost two years ago. Turned 30. Carrin came to my 30th birthday party. I love you Carrin!!!!!!!!! I am no longer a stay at home mom. All my babies are in school so I have gone back to work. It was hard at first but I love working and being around adults. I am a CNA for the time at a hospital near my house but will be starting school to be a RN this summer. Love my job and love the nurses I work with so I know school will go great.

Just had our 9th anniversary. Love Benny more than ever and all 3 kids are awesome. They crack me up daily and I just sit in fear for what is coming. Little Man is 13, Toot is 7 and Smiley is 5. Fun fun ages. Hehe.

It is amazing what working at a hospital will do for you. I work on the cardiac unit and IMC and every time I start to feel sorry for myself for anything, these patients remind me how great my life is. I have worked on other units but I love the unit I work on mostly because these people are so happy to just be alive. They are all fighting for their lives and when I complain about my feet hurting or my back hurting it really makes me feel like a fool. It has really put some perspective in my life. And we just have the best patients ever!!! Even though I am just the aid, I really feel like I make a difference in these peoples lives. I have the best nurses ever that are doing everything to teach me everything and I cant wait until I am a nurse. I started on Halloween but was just told today that I will be training all the new aids coming in even though I am the newest aid there. The nurses all insisted that I train the new aids. That made me feel pretty good.

Do have a problem though. I am having a hard time figuring out this working Mom role. I was a stay at home Mom for 8 years!!! I am so tired after working 12 hour shifts that when I get home, I just want to go to bed! I have been slacking on the mom duties and that kills me. Benny is doing so good at helping but it still bothers me. I miss notes from school, sometimes their clothes are so wrinkled, no snack, and I just miss the hell out of them!!!!!!! I didn't realize what working moms go threw and I gotta say, Its fucking hard! The guilt is the hardest part and there is a lot of it.

No one may read this but I just needed to let some stuff out. This has always been a good place to do that so I came here to do it.
I plan on catching up, or at least reading the new stuff of the bloggers I use to read all the time so don't be surprised if you see me comment.

Love you all!!

Missing a great friend

It always sucks when you loose a blogger. I know I haven't posted anything in forever but I have kept in touch with some of the wonderful friends I made through this.

The blogging community lost a GREAT one this weekend. He will be missed by so many. Not only was he a great blogger but also became a great friend of mine.

I will miss you Sage!!!!!!!!!

LOTS OF LOVE FOR YA!!!!!

Only in America!

A lady wrote the best letter in the editorials in ages!!! It explains things better than all the baloney you hear on TV.

Her point:
Recently large demonstrations have taken place across the country protesting the fact that Arizona is addressing the issue of illegal immigration. Certain people are angry that the US might protect its own borders, might make it harder to sneak into this country and, once here, to stay indefinitely.

Let me see if I correctly understand the thinking behind these protests. Let's say I break into your house.

Let's say that when you discover me in your house, you insist that I leave.

But I say, "No! I like it here. It's better than my house. I've made all the beds and washed the dishes and did the laundry and swept the floors. I've done all the things you don't like to do. I'm hard-working and honest (except for when I broke into your house)."

According to the protesters:
You are Required to let me stay in your house
You are Required to feed me
You are Required to add me to your family's insurance plan
You are Required to educate my kids
You are Required to provide other benefits to me & to my family (my husband will do all of your yard work because he is also hard-working and honest, except for that breaking in part).

If you try to call the police or force me out, I will call my friends who will picket your house carrying signs that proclaim my RIGHT to be there. It's only fair, after all, because you have a nicer house than I do, and I'm just trying to better myself. I'm a hard-working and honest, person, except for well, you know, I did break into your house and what a deal it is for me!!! I live in your house, contributing only a fraction of the cost of my keep, and there is nothing you can do about it without being accused of cold, uncaring, selfish, prejudiced, and bigoted behavior.

Oh yeah, I also DEMAND that you learn MY LANGUAGE!!! So you can communicate with me.

Why can't people see how ridiculous This is? Only in America .

One more reason....

I love being a stay at home mom.
I can do whatever the hell I want to my hair!!!!

Stupid BITCH!!!!

I am sure most of you know how much I dislike my neighbor. Ya, the one that always would just walk up in my house. Well, we have moved but not all of our stuff is out. She owner financed the house for us (HUGE MISTAKE) and because of all the problems with her, we gave the house back. It was actually her idea and we agreed. We have until April 15th to get everything out. That includes all of our pets.

I was going to have to board the cats (2 inside cats that are totally declawed) so I shut off all the bedroom doors, gave them plenty of food and water, cleaned their litter box and left them there. Also left the dogs there (that are outside dogs) and the horses. My mom went by Monday and Tuesday to check on them and all was fine. She couldn't go Wednesday but that was ok because I was going today.

I showed up this morning and the first thing I saw was one of my cats, dead, right by the drive way (and I had Toot and Smiley with me). I told the kids to stay in the car and searched real quick outside for the other cat and didn't find her so I went inside. No cat BUT every door inside was open but the doors that go to outside were all shut. ALL of the bedroom doors were open. Called mom, she didn't open them so I KNOW the neighbor had gone over there. And put my cats outside. My cats wont go outside by themselves. She had to actually put them out there.

STUPID FUCKING BITCH!!!!!! There is a special place in hell reserved just for her!!!!


RIP Smokey and Fern

Dear Friends

Dear my fellow bloggers,

I've been a tad tight lipped and not answering emails but I want you to know that Benny and I are not splitting up. We are just moving. It was a quick decision and one we made to better our lives. It WILL all work out for the better, BUT it is very stressful and overwhelming to me trying to figure it all out. If you have read me for any amount of time you know I have horses, dogs, cats, family and KIDS. I have to think about ALL of them and what is best for each of them but also what is best for us.

So, thank you all for the luck, prayers and concerns. Means a lot to me and we need them! ;)

Ever so stressed, I mean, thankfully,

April



For more letters go to my girls page here!

Next 3 weeks

Lots of things going on around these parts and so I am gonna be one busy chick. For about the next 2 or 3 weeks, I wont be around. Not on the blogs at least. Will still be checking my email everyday but that is about all I will have time for. BIG changes are happening and happening QUICK! Just wish me luck and say a little prayer that everything goes good and that we make the right decisions on all that we have to make decisions on. Thanks

Black cats beware!

Superstitious? Ya, sometimes I am. Mainly with the black cat crossing my path. I have on many occasions turned around. This past week, I had a black cat cross my path twice and Benny's once. Benny laughed at me because he knows how I am. But then, shit started happening.

Sunday night, a black cat crossed and 30 seconds later I almost hit a deer in the road. It was just standing there staring at me. Benny was sitting in the passenger seat because he had thrown his back out so I didn't want to slam on the brakes (and hurt him worse). Didn't want to swerve because that's how folks die. BUT, didn't want to hit the damn deer. So, I just slowed down and hoped it ran the right way. It didn't. But it didn't run the wrong way either. Just stood there.

Then, Wednesday morning another black cat crossed. A few hours later I was jumping on the trampoline with my kids and broke my toe. That shit hurts! The bruise is a lot darker now and twice as big and I now walk funny.

THEN, yesterday we went to South Louisiana with Benny. A damn black cat crossed our path and of course he laughed. But ya, he wasn't laughing later on when we got lost and he drove 50 miles to only go 4. Or when he had to change a tire on the trailer, in the freezing rain, on a tiny ass hwy with no shoulder. Or when he had to drive in the snow.

I don't think he will be laughing at me anymore. Who am I kidding, he probably will. He's an ass like that sometimes. I do know I'm shooting the next black cat that tries that shit thought!

Who me?

What is a 'Mommy blogger'?

I haven't figured that out yet.

To me, it sounds like someone that blogs about their kids all the time. I don't. I'm not sure about my stats but I'm pretty sure I don't blog about my kids more than half the time. I'd have to go back and look. Or, you could tell me. Do I? I know I bitch about stuff. And I talk about our weekends. And about my life. But, do I talk about my kids a lot? And even if I don't talk about my kids a lot BUT I am a mom that blogs, does that make me a 'mommy blogger'? I don't think so. I like Sage's term, a vanilla blogger.

I cuss on my blog. I say fuck (even though I know it makes my mom cringe). I say pretty much whatever I want and my mom wouldn't want it any other way. She just wants me to be me because I started this blog for a reason. To be me and to find others that relate, no matter if it's a man or woman, to me. Or, even if they don't relate to me but we become friends. The world would suck if we were all alike.

You can't think you know me just because you read my blog. I have said that before. It pisses me off when someone puts me in a stereotype just because I am a mom that happens to have a blog. Carrin knows things about me that none of you know, including my family. Amanda knows things about me that none of you know, including my family. Sage knows things about me that you would be shocked to know, including my family. Hehe. But hey, I share what I want to share with who I want to share it with.

I have made some great friends. Actually, best friends that I will be friends with all my life. I know this. And I know they will always be my friend no matter what. So, if they day comes and I do something that shocks you, don't be surprised (like shaving my head for example). It may be to much info with words or a pic but hey, it's me. If ya don't like it, don't read it.

I have decided I want to put ALL of me out there. Not just the part I thought you would like. So, I am not going to be a 'mommy/vanilla blogger' any more.

I am going to be a April Hall blogger.

I have stopped commenting on a lot of the blogs I use to for 2 reasons. First is because of the blogs I read that DON'T have a pop up window for comments, it screws up my computer and Internet Explorer goes crazy!!!! Like bat shit crazy!! The second reason is I just don't have the time. My comment count (folks that comment on my shit) has gone way down because of that but that's ok. I am cool with that. Give and take. I get that.

Just know, things might be a little different around here. I might be a 'mommy blogger' one week and a R or X rated blogger the next. I will be just like I am in real life, ya never know what ya are gonna get!

Not getting pinched!

It's St Patty's day and you can be damn sure I will be drinking beer to celebrate. But, gotta wear some green too. Don't want to get pinched, too hard. So, I got to thinking about what I should wear that is green.

First thought was a green thong. Benny might like that.
But (pun intended) I don't have the ass for it.

So, how about a green bra?

Hmmm, I got tits but that bra doesn't look like it would quite fit me.

Soooooo, I found the PERFECT outfit for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Looks comfy and I wont get pinched! I'm a total pj kinda girl so this seems perfect. And, Benny could get the matching pair!!!! Sure he would love that! Hehe!

Truthfully, I am Irish and I do love St Patty's day so if I could pick something to wear that I don't already have (I have a ton of St Patty shirts), this is what I would pick to wear.

And I am sure my tits would look great in it!!!!

BTW, I have a clover tattoo so even if I am naked, you can't pinch me!

IT'S A FUCKING JOKE!!!!

So a while back, my friend and favorite male blogger Sage wrote this post. Here is what it said (the part I am talking about).

"Every 14th of February you get the chance to display your fondness for your wife or girlfriend by showering her with gifts, flowers, dinner, shows and any other baubles that women find romantic.

Secretly...guys feel left out. That's right...left out. There's no special holiday for the ladies to show their appreciation for the men in their life.Men as a whole are either too proud or just too embarrassed to admit it.This is why a new holiday has been created .

March 20th is now officially 'Steak, Blow job & Shut the Fuck Up Day.'

Simple, effective and self-explanatory...this holiday has been created so your ladies can have a day to show your man just how much you love him.

No cards, no flowers, no special nights on the town the name of the holiday explains it all...just a steak, a BJ & shut your mouth for the rest of the day! That's it!

This twin pairing of Valentine's Day and Steak, Blow job & Shut the Fuck Up Day will usher in a new age of love as men everywhere will try THAT much harder in February to ensure a more memorable March! It's like a perpetual love machine.

The word is already spreading, but as with any new idea, it needs a little push to start the ball rolling. So spread the word, and help bring love and peace to this crazy world.

Come on folks lets get this thing started!"

Ok, he wrote that as a joke (though I'm sure he's all for it). I thought it was funny as shit. I read it to Benny and he thought it was funny (though I'm sure he's all for it too). So, most agree it's funny because it's a joke, right? That's right, I said MOST.

OK, so why would someone get all upset about it and throw a big hissy fit? Oh ya, because some just like to be pissed. The person that did was all "Valentines isn't just about women,that's so sexist, not fair to same sex couples, blah blah blah...." She actually wrote a whole post about how wrong this is.

Are you kidding me? IT'S A FUCKING JOKE!!!!!! If you can't find humor in harmless jokes then you must be pissed all the fucking time!!!! I admit, some jokes are just plain mean and not funny but this wasn't one of them. Come on now.

Life for that person must suck. They should find a new one.

It's almost 3am so....

this could be either really interesting or really stupid. We'll see.

Ever read a blog and they have SO much fucked up shit happen to them daily that you think they have got to be full of shit? Ya, me too. I just want to call Bullshit with every post. But, I continue to read because it's funny to me. BTW, I never leave mean or rude comments because that would just be shitty. Actually, I don't leave any comments because that would just feed their need of attention. So, I blog about them behind their back. Because that is way more mature. lol

I LOVE the show Jackass because I cry from laughing so hard throughout the whole damn show. Seriously. Watched one tonight where Steve-O waxed his body. Well, bikini line, chest and eye brows. I woke up Benny I was laughing so hard. Them fuckers are so stupid and it cracks me up.

Toot was standing on bleachers earlier and some kid knocked her on her head. She actually landed on her head in the floor. She didn't cry but I think it was because she was in such shock. One second standing on her feet, the next second, standing on her head! I was kinda shocked too and the little shit that did it got away. My kids would have apologised over and over. She still got the Frisbee so ha ha!!! And yes, she was fine. As she says "Cowgirls don't cry"! Her song, not mine.

Hummm, what else. Oh ya. I learned something about myself today. I automatically don't like other people named April because there is no way that they can be as cool as me. BUT, after I get to know them...... I still feel the same way. Just kidding. Maybe.

Why are pro choice folks pissed about the new law in Utah? It says that a woman can be charged criminally for aborting/killing the baby inside of her if she does it illegally? I thought they were pro choice, not pro killing babies? And I thought they wanted it LEGAL to kill babies so women WOULDN'T do it illegally. Guess I am wrong. If ya want an abortion, do it the legal way (and early enough so that the pro choice folks can say it wasn't a person) so us tax payers don't have to cover the bill when the guy you paid to beat the shit out of you goes to far and puts you in the hospital. Seriously? This wasn't already a law of some kind? Oh, I guess that should be a woman's choice also. Fuckin stupid.

Think I will get any mean/rude/nasty comments on this post? If so, who really gives a shit? I don't.

Have a great Friday folks. Mine is starting out pretty good so far.

13 more months!

In 13 months I will be 30 years old. I wonder how my mom will take her baby turning 30? Probably not as good as I will. As I am sure you know, I have 3 kiddos. One of which is 11 years old. Yes, I got pregnant at 16 years old. I made the decision to grow up and keep my child. To me, it wasn't even a choice but that's just how I felt about it. I had another child at 23 and then another at 25. They were planned. I was married and wanted to have children with my husband so it seemed the logical thing to do. But, here is the thing.

I get the weirdest looks and stupidest comments when I tell people I have 3 children. First thing they usually ask is my age and then when I tell them they say, "You're just a baby!". OK, yes, I was a child when I had my first but not with my second and third. But they say that before they even know how old Little Man is. All they hear me say is that I am in my 20's with 3 kids. It's like some people think that people in their 20's can't be mature enough to have children. The crazy thing is that 99% of the time it is women that I get this from. The other day I was at my brother in laws house and a woman asked who Toot and Smiley belonged to. I told her they were mine and she looked shocked and asked how old I was. I told her and she said "2 kids at 28, that must be hard." I then told her that I actually had 3 kids and the oldest was 11. You could see her doing the math in her head and then she said "You poor girl." I said, "WHY? I love my life and wouldn't change a thing about it. It's no harder for me than any other mom of 3". My sis in law could tell I was irritated and stepped in and said "She is one of the best moms I know. Her age doesn't matter."

I know a lot of women nowadays are getting their careers going and then having kids and I see nothing wrong with that at all. Not all women want to do that though. What is wrong with being a mom first? How would they feel if when I found out they were in their 40's with 3 young kids I said "But you're so old"? They would probably call me a bitch.

Yes, I have made mistakes with my kids but who hasn't. I don't think it has anything to with the fact that I am in my 20's. I also have very good kids that respect others and are well behaved. That also doesn't have anything to do with the fact that I am in my 20's.

So, I am looking forward to turning 30. I just think once I can say I am 30 that people will quit giving me weird looks and saying stupid things when they find out I have 3 kids. It's not that I care what they think, I am just tired of dealing with the stupidity.

Award time

I got an award today so I thought I'd post about it. Sage gave me the Kreative Blogger award. What a sweety. Anyway, blogger is being a bitch and wont let me upload the picture. I am suppose to tell you 5 things about me that you don't already know. Hmmm, I'm pretty much an open book so this may take me a minute.

1. I cuss way to much but my kids know better and don't repeat me. Sometimes in our house the rule is 'do as I say, not as I do' and I think that is perfectly ok because I am an adult and they are not.

2. I don't watch movies that are older than me unless it is a really good western.

3. I really hate shopping. For anything. Especially clothes because I hate trying on clothes at the store but I wont buy it unless I try it on first.

4. I also really hate talking on the phone unless it's with my mom. With everyone else I would rather just text. Even Benny.

5. In our house, I have total control of the remote. Benny doesn't even really know how to use it, he just automatically hands it over to me so we always watch what I want to watch. As long as I don't put it on a reality show, he is good with what I choose.

OK, that took me forever to come up with. Not really interesting but it's all I could think of.
I am also suppose to give it to 5 people but I am tired right now so I'm just gonna keep it all to myself.

That's my girl!

When Little Man was an only child, I would always tell him he was my favorite son. He loved it and I would always get some cuddle time. After Toot was born, I would say she was my favorite daughter and he was my favorite son. After Smiley, I quit saying it all together because if I said it to Toot, Little Man expected to hear the same and I just couldn't say that to him anymore.

Well, Toot is a pretty smart cookie and has come up with her own version. She completely knows how to play the males in the house. I have a feeling she will be like that with all the males in her life. She is still trying to work it on me but it doesn't quite work as well.

Anytime she wants something, she will tell the men of the house that they are the BEST big brother/little brother/daddy in the WHOLE world. And it works! EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I just sit back and chuckle to myself. It especially works on Little Man. When she says that, he will give her the moon and stars if that is what she wants. If it is something big that she wants, she throws in a really sweet hug. I'm tellin ya, that girl knows how to work it.

The other day she wanted something and it was cute watching her get it. She told Little Man that he was the best big brother and then just sat there looking at him. He looked confused and said "What?" and she said "Well....". More confusion. The she said "What am I?" and smiled. By the way, she KNOWS he has another little sister. So he said "You are the best little sister in the whole world". She looked at me, smiled and then ran away. She had just won in her mind. Little Man looked at me and I looked at him like he just got played. Then he said "Well, she is."

My heart melted a little and I told him that he was, in fact, the best big brother ever.

A little if this and a little of that

Just some random thoughts going threw my head.

I have (for the second time) been asked to take pics down off my Facebook page thingy. I don't get why people care. I mean, if ya don't want people seeing/knowing what you do, don't let someone take a pic. I guess I kinda don't get it because I don't care what folks think really, unless I really care for them but then I'm not ashamed of what all I do. The second person just didn't want her work friends to see them and I get that so I made them to where only my friends could see them instead of friends of friends. I actually didn't even realize friends of friends could see them. I have never looked at someone's pics I didn't know. The first person just didn't like how she looked in the pic (even though she is so beautiful). That one kinda bugged me.

Yesterday I was woke up by one of my dogs jumping on me. One of my outside dogs that would love to eat my cats. All because my neighbor just walked into my house and let them in. I was PISSED!!!! I went down and yelled, told her she was trespassing and to get the hell out of my house. Think she got the point this time? Before when she did it, I was nice about it. Not anymore. No more miss nice neighbor. What the hell is wrong with her? I don't just walk in to anyone's house except my moms and that only after I tell her I am on my way.

Little Man got in to a little fight yesterday. I was proud of him when I found out. He finally stood up to the bully that has been messing with him all year. I just wish Little Man had really kicked his ass. Not trying to promote violence but enough is enough dammit! I have taught my kids that they are not door mats and to not let anyone walk all over them or bully them. They both got in school suspension for three days and neither one was hurt physically. I think the other kid should have got suspended. I guess standing up for yourself is just as bad as bullying someone. My ex said he is going to talk to the principle about it. Been there, done that, obviously didn't help very much.

I'm going to paint a huge room we have. I am doing dark red walls and dark brown floors. What color should I do the ceiling? Gonna go look at paint samples tonight I think. Also, I know dark colors make a room look smaller but this room is HUGE and has a ton of windows so I am not worried about that. I'm excited to finally have something besides white walls everywhere!!!

I had a dream last night that I worked out. Does that count as actually working out? Or is that just my subconscious telling me to get off my ass and actually work out?

Workin girl!

I know I have talked before about Benny working shutdowns but you may not know what that means. Benny's company goes into power plants, shuts down part of it and then fixes whatever needs to be fixed. Some last a few weeks and others last months. Here are what the power plants his office works on look like. Talk about job security, folks will always want electricity!
Benny is the tool room manager. Basically, he has to get all the tools ready to go to the power plants so they can do their job fixing everything. He takes care of basically all the plants in Texas and Louisiana, which is a ton of tools to keep up with. Then, sometimes he has to actually go to the plants to try and make sure all the tools end up back at his warehouse. Not so easy. This weekend he had to get 5 huge game boxes (huge tool box) and 2 conex's (one was 20ft long and one was 40 ft) loaded to send to south TX. Before he had this job, he was on his tools actually fixing plants. This is a conex. It turns into the tool room once they get to the plant.

Well, I decided to go help him. He works alone and if I wanted to see him at all this weekend, I had to work. I have no problem working so he basically worked my ass off! Now I totally understand why he is so damn tired when he gets home. The tools he loads aren't little either. THANK GOD for wheel barrels but they seriously need to get him a forklift!!!

Anyway, we worked ALL day Friday and Saturday and half a day Sunday. I'm tired and sore! Poor Benny is back at it today making sure it all gets loaded on the truck right and start loading the next round of tools for another job site. I told him I wasn't doing shit today but I do plan on making him a great supper and getting a bath ready for him.

I have always appreciated what he did so that I could be a stay at home mom but after doing it for 3 days, I have a new found appreciation for him. At least I get a 4 day break before I am back at it again with him. To me that is a small price to pay to get to hang out with him all weekend.

Last weekend

Started like this

Then some of this
And ended with this! (That's my brother in law)

This weekend wont be so crazy. I am actually at Benny's work helping him out this weekend. Hope you all have a great one though!

Screw being PC!

I am so sick of the political correctness bullshit and it's about to drive me crazy. Oh wait, did I just offend crazy poeple?

I think it is so sad that people have to watch every freakin word that comes out of their mouth because they might offend someone. I personally don't because I really don't give a shit (and everyone I associate myself with agrees with me).

And what makes someone worthy of being offended? If I call my husband an asshole jokingly, am I offending true assholes? If I say 'that stupid rug tripped me', am I offending the stupid people of the world? When I told Benny he was a dork because he sang some cheezy song, did I offend the dorks? What about when I called him a freak? I didn't take offense to it. I mean, come on now.

Now, I'm not for calling people names to be mean because that's just... mean. Ya, sometimes I do because I can be a bitch (did I offend dogs or women on that one?) or I'm just being silly but I don't not do it because it might offend someone. True story, my mom told my son to sit Indian style one day and my sis in law jumped on her saying it was offensive to Indians. The correct wording is cross legged. Are you kidding me? Do the Indians even know that they are suppose to be offended by that? And why would they be? I have a lot of Indian in me and I wasn't offended.

I really think some people just LOOK for reasons to get pissed and cause a commotion. Is their life really that boring? When someone makes blond jokes, I don't get offended and throw a hissy fit. Hell, usually I will tell them one right back that's even funnier. Just because someone has an opinion, that doesn't make it true. Also, when someone says 'All so and so's are ......' obviously their thinking is off so why would I even care what comes out of their mouth?

I just think people need to chill the fuck out.

How do you know when a blond is having a bad day? There is a tampon behind her ear and she can't find her pencil! hehe

One proud mom, right here!!

I just recieved this e-mail this morning and had to share it with yall.

April,

I was just told by one of the teachers that junior high cheerleader tryouts are coming up. There are lots of little girls trying out and one of them is rather chubby. Seems all the boys are making fun of her and calling her fat.

There were two little boys in sixth grade who didn't make ugly remarks and stood up for her...one was your son.

Little Man is a blessing to all of us...he has been taught to be kind and courteous to others, no matter the circumstances. He is a fine young man with huge potential in this life and I am very proud of him.

Love,
*****