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Gregory, I have so many memories of me, you and Garry Lynn growing up. You were always trying to be funny...remember killing the black snake out behind the house and you laying it on the door step and then talking Garry Lynn into yelling for mom. Oh how mom jumped and screamed when she started out the door. It was so funny until dad got home and mom was still crying because we had scared her so bad. Me and you got in trouble and Garry Lynn got out of it because we "made" him yell at mom, he really really didn't want too....I can remember when mom and dad were building the dairy barn. Mom was pregnant with Garry Lynn and you were just little. You decided you needed to see dad so you took off to the barn. I saw you and ran and got mom. We could hear a car coming down the road fast. Mom was so afraid that you were going to run out in front of the car that she started running after you, both of us screaming for you to stop, you just keep running and laughing as hard as you could, all the while getting closer and closer to the road. Just at the last minute mom tripped and fell. You immediately stopped and ran to her to see if she was okay. I can remember to this day how scared I was. You were always running off and hiding. I can remember one time that we couldn't find you. We yelled and yelled. I was so scared that you had fell in the pond. When we finally found you, you were up the road at grannie Robbie's. Even when you got older you continued to scare me, you were always such a dare devil, climbing towers, drag racing you name it, you kept me on my toes. I can remember after Larry and I got married you would come to our house and tell us what you had been out doing. I lost so much sleep worried about you. Then you joined the Navy and off to California you went. I remember you calling me one night and telling me you had been to Mexico, got seperated from your buddies and there were people chasing you shooting at you, like I could do anything about it from Arkansas!! I can remember telling you to put the phone down and run, there was nothing I could do. Then there was the night that you and Stacey had wrecked your truck. Stacey was hurt so you brought him to my house to clean up and see how bad his head was. There were the time that it iced, mom and dad went to milk and told us specifically not to be rowdy because if any of us got hurt, they couldn't get us to the doctor. I don't think they had made it to the barn yet, until we were running as fast as we could in our sock feet to see how far we could slide on the kitchen floor and you guessed it, you got hurt, broke your arm. I was in trouble becuase daddy had left me in charge. Then there was the time that you talked Garry Lynn into peeing on the electric fence!! Oh and don't forget the time we were all playing basketball and started fighting. Dad heard us from the barn and come across the field, took his belt off and busted our tail. But what hurt worse than the spanking was him making us sit on the couch with our arms around each other and we had to tell each other that we loved each other. Of course dad made me sit in the middle with you on one side of me and Garry Lynn on the other side of me on the couch. But you can bet we didn't dare move cause dad meant business!! The more dangerous it was the more you liked it. Deep sea diving, helicoptor pilot, Iraq and then there was the kings fig. I still can't believe you jumped the fence in Bahrain and ate some of the Kings Figs!!! People have been beheaded for less than that! Truly the Lord has had his hand on you your entire life. As I sit and remember all the good times, your wonderful smile, I can't keep from thinking about how very much you have accomplished. The bible teaches us that God has a plan for each of us. I believe it takes most people a lifetime to fullfill God's plan and you did it in 37 short years, then God said it is time for you to come be by his side. Greg, you, me and Garry Lynn were lucky to have had such a wonderful childhood filled with such wonderful memories. There have been times that I have been so mad at you for scaring me half to death but in the end I wouldn't change a thing. As mom says you did everything with enthusiasm. I miss you so much. See you in Heaven soon. I can just see you sitting there making Grannie Robbie and Grandad Babb laugh. I also picture you getting to know Grandpa Raleigh. You were a lot like him. You got your wood working skills from him. I could just go on and on, but remember you may have beat me to Heaven but you haven't won yet, I am still the favorite grandchild, just ask Grannie she will tell you....I love you Greg.

Greg:  How do I find the words to tell you my feelings for you?  That is an impossible task.  There are no words strong enough.  Granddad and I never had a son -- just

two beautiful daughters.  When you were born (our first grandson) we were so proud.  As you grew-up we became more proud - if that could be possible.  Oh, I lost my patience with ou many times, during your young years.  Such as the time you crawled up underneath the truck and hid from me.  Shelly and I looked and

looked for you but you were wnowhere to be found.  I was scared to death.  I left Shelly home to watch for you. Maybe you would show yourself when you heard me leave.  I got into the car and drove the road thinking you might be looking for granddad.  I didn't find you.  When I got back home you were standing out in the yard, smiling that famous smile of yours.  That smile saved you from serious punishment, as it did many times during you growing up.  I was told that if I got in the truck you were under and started it you probably would have been killed.  God took care of both of us that day.  Then you grew into a handsome young man in High school.  I was so proud of you.  After your junior

year you went to army boot camp.  I worried my self to death, but I was so proud of you.  When you graduated form high school you went into the navy and

went to far away places.  That scared me but agin I was so proud of you.  When

you got out of the navy you wanted to be a deep sea diver.  That terrified me but you weren't afraid.  You were so happy when you got to do it.  Then you were injured and couldn't dive anymore so you wanted to fly a helicopter.  I was still

so worried but I was so proud of you.  You went to Iraq.  I worried and worried about you but again was so proud.  Gregory if I had known what you were going through I don't believe I could have lived.  You went through all that by yourself.

That is always on my mind.  You came home disabled and couldn't work so you started college and was doing so good I had to brag about you every chance I got.  My dearest Greg you grew into adulthood and become the kindest man I have ever known.  You were kind, thoughtful, intelligent, ambitious, adventurous and responsible.  You were the sweetest grandson a grandmom could ever ask for.  I would give my life gladly if I could to to the ringing phone one more time, pick it up say "hello" and hear your voice say "Hey, grandmom, whats you doing.?'  I have loved you with all m;y heart for 37 years and that love will go on through eternity.  See you soon.

If Tears Could...

Greg, I am missing you so much. I thought it was supposed to get easier as time went by, but with each passing day it only seems to get worse. I've tried staying busy, I went back to work this week. But that makes me miss you more, everytime the phone rings I expect it to be you, calling to see how my day is going. I spend every evening on the phone with your mom, Shelly, Angie or Grandmom. We talk about you and reminence about the good times we shared with you. I know that you are watching over us, but without you by my side, I feel lost. I love you.

Forever yours, Karen

Well where do I start? Do I talk about all the great times, well there is not enough space on this page. Greg stole my heart when he opened his to Karen and her 3 very small at the time children. He accepted everything that came with Karen and her friends. See I was lucky to be Karen's friend at the time that she met Greg so Ernest and I got him too. Greg was the most giving person I know. My kids called him Uncle Greg and you could not convince them other wise. He was Devan's hero. He loved it when we would call him Greg's mini me. To let you know what a giving person he was. At the end of November Greg and Karen showed up at our house because they knew we were moving and they helped us finish up. At the time I knew Greg really did not need to be picking up heavy items but he would not hear of it. God only knows the price he had to pay the next day with the pain, But we never heard him complain.I will never be able to use the term happy happy without thinking of him. You see Greg use to tell me Chelle you ready to get happy happy, that meant the party was on. I Love ya Greg.