One of the hearts most nearest silly memories: I remember a time he came to my house, just as quiet and humble as always, I had went to pick him up earlier that day. I was super tired, so he and my boys played upstairs like always. Lynda called me, startled me, he had left my house to catch the PUBLIC BUS, from the DUB ( Grand and 20th) Lynda told me where he was so I hopped in the car and flew up to this Miami Grill and there he was getting some food and was planning to head home, on the bus. I'm all hysterical, like nephew you could have told me you were ready to go home. He kept his calm, nonchalant mood and just said "sorry, I won't do that again". (Goes to show his nature, he didn't want to bother me while I rested)Originally I was upset, but archived the memory to tease him and laugh about it later in life. I'll miss you nephew coming to my house just as quiet, while everyone else hoopin and hollin, only reason I ever knew you were there would be because you came and spoke to me. Really sweet soul, I don't think I ever saw his face angered. I love you Nephew and there will always be a place where you are in my heart with all the nephews, nieces and my boys belong. God moved us near you to enjoy your precious presences , little did we know of his plans, while we made our own. I'll see you again. Until then 🩷💙💜❤️