A friend· December 27, 2024
My son was born on 5/31/19 at 12.8 ounces in weight. He fought hard for 25 days until he passed on 6/25/19. He was tiny but mighty, he rightfully earned the name Capt. Jack. Although it’s been 5 years he still teaches our family lessons. Enjoy life it’s too short, embrace family, stay strong no matter bad things get, no matter how rough the seas or crazy the storm. Focus on the day ahead, not even the best Captain can forecast what’s ahead!! Jack I love you!! Thank you for giving me strength to survive the roughest storms! Thank you for pushing me that day in Italy and not letting me give up. Since that day I live each day with a different purpose, to set the best example for your sister and your memory! I love you Capt!