as stated above please remember we are remembering a person and that is what this thread is only about...I rode with him mot of the time. He never went with packs...thank you everyone for your kind words.Originally Posted by aznevo8
as stated above please remember we are remembering a person and that is what this thread is only about...I rode with him mot of the time. He never went with packs...thank you everyone for your kind words.Originally Posted by aznevo8
RIP Jason Pettus...you will be missed. 12/29/05
Hi gang. This is Jason's dad. I wanted to thank you all for the kind words for my son. Guess you'll see me driving around in his Red Spec V. It's paid for and really nice. He loved it too. His funeral was today and I will miss my only son for the rest of my days. His friends are now my friends.
I read this today at his Funeral. Thought you'd like to see it. If you ever need anything give me a shout.
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How can I do this? How can I not.
We taught him how to put his pants on. I had to make his mother stop doing it for him. He would say I can’t and she would always do it. For those close to us they knew that Jason was a Momma’s boy.
We did all the Hospital visits and Dr. Visits. Mostly him and his mother. He was born in Johnson City Tennessee.
Helped him learn to swim, Taught him to ride a bike. We played catch together, but not enough. We played little league ball one year and I hit him in the nose with the ball. It bled and bled.
I taught him how to Drive, but didn’t do a very good job of it. Based on his record.
Many of you knew he lost his drivers license last year. I talked his mother into quitting her job so that she could take Jason back and forth to work. For months she would take him and I would pick him up and bring him home when I could. His Mom would fix sandwiches, or muffins, for everyone at Jason’s work. She always made sure he had money to get him something to eat. Again he was his Mommas boy.
I taught him to do a budget in Excell and he was just starting to get his finances and life going. I worked with him on his computer. He had a much better computer than I do that we built.
He read the same books I like and we went to the bookstore together.
We played the same Computer games and went to watch the same movies together.
He loved going on vacations and wanted to go to California to see the redwood trees. I wish we had gone.
He asked me for an IPOD just the other day because his MP3 player was broke. I told him no he had gotten enough for Christmas. How can I take that back.
He was our Future, Our Life, my best friend, my son.
Jason We miss you.