I can say it's hard to lose friends.
I figured it was about time to leave words once unspoken, said once.
Early this afternoon during the process of cleaning my room I stumbled upon a beautiful picture. Sam Dull age 16, died of heart failure. But I will still never forget her smile.
With her white golden hair, baggy black jeans, and flaming boots, she walked sweetly through life looking for answers.
Never quite satisfied with what's now, she searched for what's next.
She wondered, as we all do, whi life's mysteries were so vexing, so
seemingly unsolvable.
When will it change!
How will I do?
Where will I go?
She was on her own path to find out.
Not a straight, smoothly-paved path, life's path.
A path with bumps and twists-and-turns and obstacles that made her
question her every move, her direction, trying to find her way to that happy
destination that was still so elusive early in her journey.
And now, with her white golden hair and baggy black jeans and flaming boots. this gentle soul is taking the surest, straightest path of all,
and finally finding her peace.
Dennis Michael Fahey the Second
Age 15, late of Homer Glen, suddenly died Wednesday March 15, 2006 at his residence. Born in Palos Park on September 9, 1990. He was an avid lover of music, dance, and Shakespere. All who knew Denny knew he had a tender, loving soul and was well loved by his family and friends.
Killed himself with a gun. Shot through his mouth to the head.
I can honestly question every night why he did it.
So very unexpected. But we shall never seem to forget about him.
Sweet Memories of our loved ones. Should never be forgotten.
May this journal entry keep me from forgeting them and always be able to look back upon their faces with a smile. heart
