-Hey everyone I want thank you for coming to check out my page. My name is Jonathan Cassidy and I'm from South Carolina. I'm quiet unless I know you but otherwise you won't hear a word coming from me.
-RIP Grandpa George Cassidy- It seemed that everyone likes Grandpa George and all the grandsons want to be like him in one way. I can remember when we were about 5 or 6 years old my older cousin Dameon thought it was funny to sing the Everybody Wants to be like Mike song but changed around to George Cassidy, everyone else thought it was funny also. I don't think that he had every called us by our names when we were small and when someone came around and asked who's our dad he would also say "those are David little 3 pigtails". I still don't know this very day why he would say that but it's all good though. We love you Grandpa and wish that you could be here to watch you grandsons grow to be men.
-RIP Grandma Ella Dixon- Grandma Ella was a wise old lady. I can recall when we were small and staying at her house to go to school in the mornings she would be up in the morning before sunrise starting her day off by a cup of coffee and then going out to dig in her flower garden. A lot of people didn't know her name so the would refer to her as the little indian lady with long hair. I don't think that there wasn't anyone from back home that she didn't know, you could come to the house and she'd tell you about the relatives that you didn't even know that you were even kin to. I want to thank Grandma Ella for sitting us time to time and just tell us stuff. A lot of young people would have done that because the would have figured that she's just an old lady that's just talking but everything that she has told us has helped us and has given us wisdom. I look at some people and see that no one had ever been given that chance for an older person to sit down and give them a part of the wisdom that they had. We all love you Mrs. Cherokee.
-RIP Callie E. Cassidy- Mrs. Cassidy is my mom. I would have to say the my brothers and I owe everything to her because she came into my dad's life 20+ years ago. She was willing to take up the responsibility to help my dad raise 3 boys all under the age of 5 and I don't think that many women would be willing to do that. She help make sure that the 3 of us had respect and when we got of line she'd put us back in our place and tell us that we would have respect for our elders and for others. The good Lord thought it would be best to take her pain and agony from her so he just brought her home. It feels like a dream when someone lets you know that a person that means the world to you has just died. I wish that sometimes that I could wake up and be like it's a terrible nightmare. It's almost that she has gone to the store but just hasn't returned yet but I know that's not the case because she'll never return. She was so proud my Twin and I, and she had every reason in the world to because she's reasons that we've grown to be the men that we are this very day. We will forever love you mom.
-RIP Uncle Rober L. Watts- This is mom's brother. Grandma would call him "Snake Eyes Robert LEE". I think she would call him that because if he asked for something I don't think that you could really tell him no. I know that he was one of the coolest uncles that anyone could every had. He was small but he made sure that when he said something the first time that you'd listen. He would say many times when I go home or talk to him on the phone that he was proud of my Twin and I also, and that we were like his sons. He would be like hey nephew I know that you got a lot of women because I gave you the game that I have so the next time you come home bring me just one them for me. I would joke back and be like come on uncle I'm selfish and I don't like sharing. RIP Uncle Rob and hold it down until we get there.
-RIP Aunt Betty Bostic- I use to think that growing up that she was the meanest aunt in the world. I think back on those times now and see that she was strict for all the good reasons. She was just making sure the my brothers and I would not end up in the streets or in jail, she was just looking out for our best interest and even though I didn't understand it then I do now. Thanks Aunt Betty for being hard on us when we were growing up.
-These are a few people who has made a major impact on the lives of my brothers and I. They have taught us from right from wrong. I want to thank them because if just one of them would have not been part of our life that we wouldn't be where we are today. We love all of you and will miss you dearly.
