Eight months ago today I received a panicked call from my daughter Erin, my grandson Joey was being flown to Boise, he was unconscious, unresponsive and we really didn't know what had happened. About this time that day we got the news, Joey was not with us anymore, while his heart was still beating and the life support was keeping him breathing he was already gone. I lost my grandson that day and I lost a part of my daughter as well as she will never be who she was before that moment.
Now I am standing firm once again for a little boy, for our Joey. I'm standing beside my daughter every step of the way, no matter what happens, no matter what anyone says, no matter what anyone does...I cannot say I know what she is going through but I do know what I am going through and can only imagine what this is like for her. Together we go to the hearings, together we meet with the prosecutor and her staff, we battle with the military and we lean on one another. I miss my grandson, I love him so much. For now we will finish this fight and make sure justice is served to the coward that took him from us.
We have a long road ahead of us and we will continue fighting for justice each step of the way. Rest in Peace my sweet, sweet Joey and know that your Mommy, brother, Grandma Kathy, Grandma Kim, Grandpa Alden, brother, aunts, uncles and cousins all love you so very much.
Grandma Kathy