I'm a grieving Father who lost his son and best friend. Everywhere I look, everything I touch, all things that I do. His presence and endearing memories follow. Down the street, towards the hills, up to the stars all thoughts circle back to him. A true friend and loving son.Never asked for a dime, but was quick to offer the shirt off his back to those in need. A face that offered kindness, covered by a friendly smile. He was so very special and all those loving memories now live within me. Not a minute goes by that I wouldn't for a second, give everything I have just to spend one more day with him. My heart is so very broken, and time has yet to ease the forboding pain & sorrow. He matured so much this past year and became a very responsible individual. Dustin was one in a million, & his greatness will not deminish by time. I'm so proud to say, I was his Father.Christmas is quickly broaching upon us. This year, I will assemble his large train set in loving memory. Christmas will never seem to be the same without him. I would like to thank all those who loved & cared for Dustin over the years. In my heart, he was indeed special!
