Jason had graduated Community High School in 1998 and was taking a year off from school and planning to start college in the fall of 1999. Jason was a very intelligent and compassionate young man with a photographic memory.

Even though his birthday was coming up in a few weeks, his mother Kathy had  felt the need to make him an early birthday cake, telling him she could always make another one when his real birthday came around. 

This was to be his last cake. She had always made him a birthday cake and sang happy birthday to him. How her heart aches with this memory, for now  on his  birthday ,his cake has to be taken to a cemetery .

Jason was 16 when he started working at the McDonalds in Rockwall, Texas. This would  be his one and only job except  for the newspaper routes he did as a younger boy. He had  worked his way up into management at McDonalds ,for that was the kind of  hard working and conscientious young man  he was.....


It was to  start like any other day for Jason, getting up so early that most of us were still in bed sleeping,

Driving through the small town of Nevada, Texas on his way to work at 4:45 a.m., he hit a cow  in the road on farm road 1138 because the owner had not maintained the fence.

Such a simple thing.....mending a fence .....

But for a young man just starting out his life,

it would mean  the end of everything...


Jason's injuries were critical and he was transferred from one hospital to another one in Dallas. As the days went by, he  lay  in a coma, unresponsive and continuing to get worse . 

There are no words to describe the anguish, the terror, the shock and disbelief of seeing your child  lay so  strangely still, with a respirator on  and tubes  going  from him in all directions....and being so helpless to do anything to help this child you brought into the world.

On the day  of his birthday, April 6, 1999,  Jason  reached brain death.

Jason was an organ donor.

His hopes and dreams were gone, and his mother's heart was  broken and shattered.

Jason and his mother Kathy  had been very close.  She had him at such an early age(17) that they were more then just mother and son, but good friends. He had a wisdom about him that far exceeded his young age.

He is  loved and missed very much.

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free.

I'm following the path God laid for me.

I took His hand when I heard him call

I turned my back and left it all.


I could not stay another day.

To laugh, to love ,to work or play.

Tasks left undone must stay that way.

If my parting has left a void.

Then fill it with remembered joy.

A friendship shared a laugh, a kiss, my wonderful family,

Yes, these things, I too will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow.

I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

Though only 19, I savored much.

Good friends, good times.

A loved ones touch.

Perhaps my time seems all to brief.

Don't lengthen it now with unending grief.

Lift up your heart and share with me.

God wanted me now, He set me free.

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Memories of My Big Brother