The blue skies of this weekend remind me of Jim and his beautiful blue eyes. Blue, his favorite color....mine, too, come to think of it. I miss Jim so very much. Today as I was driving home from Ann Arbor and I looked out at the blue skies, I shook my fist, screamed and cried, I just want him back .... I want to know who killed him....I want, I want, I want. I am impatient with God for not answering my questions.
Joanne
Jim's MOM
Saturday, July 3, 2010
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