My brother died two nights ago.

They postponed the wake and i'm going back to Alabama tonight to go see him at the wake and the funeral.

He was adopted by my mother when my sister brought him around because his mother was addicted to drugs, etc.

He took care of me alot when my sister and mom were busy and him and my sister loved each other more than anything in the world.

He saved my life once and even pulled me off my sister many times to avoid me going to jail.

I love my big brother Bobby and he will be missed..
He was only 19..

He hit a pole on his motorcycle running from the police. The police clocked his car going 180.

I hope that his death was as instant as it appears.
The police found him in the morning barely across the state line beside of the pole. He was dead for almost half a day before we knew.

My poor big brother..
rest in peace and i know we'll all miss him.

 

How are you doing? Need to

How are you doing? Need to talk?