"Let us share stories of the ones we love. For it is in the stories of joy and sorrow, laughter and tears, that their memory lasts forever."
When the child that you love with all of your heart and soul decides to take his life away from you, the unanswerable question of WHY never ceases. The agonizing pain, the hurt and the guilt are immeasurable. A mothers instinct is to take away all of their childs pain. To shelter and guard them. When they hurt, so do we. When they laugh, we smile. When they cry, it hurts our heart, And when they die, we do too.
all poems and stories in this site have been written by Joe Franks mom, Barbara Kinne, holder of copyright to said material herein
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My Dad went to Heaven in December 2005. I find comfort knowing that Joe Frank is being cradled in his Papaws arms once again.
"Hold him tight Dad and kiss
him for me."