You were just a little boy when I first met you at Lucky Drive Ranch.  Your mom was so proud to introduce you and boy were you the cutest little thing. You were so well mannered which was a quality that you didn't often see, I was so impressed. The bond you shared with your mom was so special, the two of you always went to the movies together, boy you loved those horror movies. 

My dad taught you to swim, I don't know who was more proud and excited my dad or you. After that, we couldn't get you out of the pool. Unfortunately, we forgot our red-headed boy needed extra sunblock! Boy did you get burnt! We rubbed aloe on you for days and never made that mistake again.

You were always here to lend a hand and we could always count on you to get'r done. I never told you and swore I would take this secret to my grave, but I will share it now. You once weed whacked all my sunflowers when you were helping us get ready for our annual 4th of July party. It really wasn't your fault because you had weed-whacked many times before and I had planted them in a spot that we always weed-whacked. They were about 4 feet tall and when I noticed they were gone all I could do was giggle. Kevin and I still plant sunflowers and laugh about it, I will always think of you when I plant them every year. 

When my dad was dying you came every week and the two of you would spend hours talking about everything under the sun. You have no idea what that meant to him and how much he loved you, you were so important to him.

I remember the very first time you got drunk.  We had a wedding here and you had your first taste of liquor at the reception, okay so you gulped it ;0). I couldn't find you anywhere and your mom had no idea where you went. I got worried because that wasn't like you to just disappear and your truck was still here. I was going around from table to table asking if anyone had seen you. I finally found you, Aunt Shelia said: "I know where he is." and she pointed under the table. OMG there you were hiding under the table so your mom wouldn't see you. I don't think I have ever laughed so hard, you were 21 and Mom wasn't mad at all instead she cracked up laughing and went on home knowing we would look after you. 

You once showed up in your truck after a big snow storm to wash some clothes. You were here for at least an hour before you told us you had run your truck right over the railroad ties and into the front yard. Daddy got the tractor and pulled you out only to have you get stuck again. Dad just laughed, shook his head and said: "I swear, what are we going to do with that boy."  He got the tractor again and the two of you spent at least an hour getting you unstuck again.

We always talked about ghosts and would totally freak each other out. So many memories, too many to even write. I love you Casey and I thank you for always making me laugh and giving me big hugs when I was sad. I will miss absolutely everything about you. What will I do without my sweet Casey? 

Love you forever and always,
Heather