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Jason's drawing of his shoe at age 10  

Jason's drawing of Jena while in Boot Camp 2003  

Email to Mick from Jason July 18, 2004  
Hey lil'pimp juice... lol! whats up bro? I heard your a lil' wanna be me... hehehe... So you exctied that I come home on the 22... I leave here on the 21 but since its so far away I wont be back until the 22... I'll call mom and let her know about when I should be at the airport if you guys are wanting to be there.... Hey what you think about going to Six Flags for 2 days? sound like fun? I cant wait, we are going to have a blast... ride coasters, look at some females ;) it should be fun... I may have to take you down town with me some night... Your about that age now, that you should be thinking about going down town when you hit high school... its fun, something to do anyways... but its tight, if you have a bike... =) or a pimp car, we will go down in the car, the girls will think your a stud... well buddy I got to go. I'll see ya soon... love ya..

your big bro..
Jason aka " the white usher " lol!! a few people here call me that cause the way I dance.. oh that reminds me, I'm gonna teach you to dance like me, so you will be a head of the game when you get old enough to go to school dances, and clubs...

Email from Iraq 04/20/2004  
Hey Mickster,

I am so glad to have you as my brother, I couldn't have asked for a better, one..
you look up to me like a little brother should but at times I look up to you too..
I have watched you grow up from a little guy, to a young boy and now, almost a teen..
I am happy that I can do the things I do for you, and excited that you are growing up..
From the day you were born till now, I have watched over you, and played your favorite games..
Now that you are older we share the same interests..
I wish you the best 12th birthday, and hope that you will stay strong while I am gone...
Keep an eye on Mom and Jena for me.. I will be home soon.. Don't worry about me, I am a soldier,
and trained to survive.. I went to the best training facility the Army has, so I will not fail..
Have the best birthday and summer, I will be thinking about you every day, and see you when I get
home... I love you, you are more than my lil' bro you are my best friend...

Happy 12th Birthday Mick.......      Love your Bro Jason aka "lil'coop"



Shining Glory  

Emails from Jason while in Iraq 3/20/04  
Hey Mama, Im here now, we just got in yesterday. So far its not to bad just a few things we all need to get use to. I would tell you what is going on here but Im not sure If I can talk about it, and it would only make you worry, so lets just pretend that Im on vacation or somthing. =) Anyways the lines for the phones and computers are so much better, the food is good and a lot of it.. our base is conected to Baghdad International Airport (BIAP) is what we call it.... and on the other side of us is some city not sure of the name... but its where the Bath Party headquarters is and about 550,000 pissed off Iraqis live..... So our convoy went ok, we stoped on the highway for 4 hours yesterday because of 3 IED's that means there were some explosive's on the road, but they cleared it out and we watched some Apache Hellicopters fly around and do some stunts for 3 hours... They kicked ass..... But were here and I have checked out some of the stuff on base, there are hot showers, running water for toilets, the gym is nice and they have a punching bag for me to keep up on my martial arts, I also hope to be buff when I come home. well I need to go so I will try to talk to you later. love you..... tell Mickster I said HEY HEY HEY, I'm whats happnen... thats my new word.. =)   Love you guys, Bye      Jason

Most People Only Dream of Angels  

MOST PEOPLE ONLY DREAM OF ANGELS
BUT I HELD ONE IN MY ARMS
I REMEMBER THAT DREADFUL JULY DAY
THEIR VOICES BROKEN
THEIR WORDS DID CHILL THE AIR
HE DID’NT MAKE IT
HE DIED THERE ON THE GROUND
MOST PEOPLE ONLY DREAM OF ANGELS
BUT I HELD ONE IN MY ARMS

I’VE BEEN ANGRY
CONSUMED BY ENDLESS GREIF
MOST PEOPLE ONLY DREAM OF ANGELS
BUT I HELD ONE IN MY ARMS

I STOOD THERE IN THE CEMETARY
I STOOD BY JASON'S GRAVE
MY LIFE SEEMED TO BE ENDING
MY EYES FILLED UP WITH TEARS
MOST PEOPLE ONLY DREAM OF ANGELS
BUT I HELD ONE IN MY ARMS

THE WIND WAS BLOWING SOFTLY
AS I NEELED DOWN TO PRAY
THE AIR IT SMELLED SO SWEETLY
THE SKY IT SPARKLED BRIGHTLY
AS ANGLES FILLED THE AIR
MOST PEOPLE ONLY DREAM OF ANGLES
BUT I HELD ONE IN MY ARMS

I HEARD HIS VOICE IN THE SILENCE
IT BROUGHT ME GREAT RELIEF
MY SON HAD SPOKEN TO ME
MY SOUL WAS FILLED WITH PEACE
MOST PEOPLE ONLY DREAM OF ANGELS
BUT I HELD ONE IN MY ARMS

IN A VOICE SO SOFETLY SPOKEN
MY SON DID SAY TO ME
MAMA I DID’NT DIE THAT DAY
I’M LIVING HERE WITH JESUS
HE’S TAKEN CARE OF ME
I’M AS HAPPY AS CAN BE
FOR NOW I WALK WITH JESUS
HE’S TAKING CARE OF ME
SOME PEOPLE ONLY DREAM OF ANGLES
BUT I HELD ONE IN MY ARMS



Not All Wounds Are Visible  
Not All Wounds Are Visible
Freedom is Not Free  


It's OK to Ask 4 Help  
It's OK to Ask 4 Help!  Yellow Ribbon Suicide Prevention Program
I Wasn't Thru Loving You  
I Wasn't Thru Loving You
Dedicated to Those Who Have Lost a Soldier in the War

By: Laurel A. Olmsted
Copyright 2005

Once upon a time
I believed in fairy tales.
I believed in life without end
And love that never fails.

Then one day I woke up
And found it wasn’t true.
The only thing I knew for sure is
I wasn’t thru loving you.

I miss the fun we used to have
And all our late night talks.
I miss reaching for your hand
When we would take our walks.

How do I keep your face
From fading from my view?
The only thing I know for sure is
I wasn’t thru loving you.

What happens to the plans
That we so carefully made?
What happens to the life
I never thought I’d trade?

Now that I am all alone
I don’t know what to do.
The only thing I know for sure is
I wasn’t thru loving you.

And if there is indeed a God
Maybe He will hear my cry.
I pray that He will answer
All my questions why.

Why did it turn out this way?
Why our years together so few?
The only thing I know for sure is
I wasn’t thru loving you.

I long to hear your voice
Laughing at the jokes we shared,
And to have you whisper in my ear
How much you’ve always cared.

I want to go back in time
When our love was fresh and new.
A time when I didn’t have to worry
That I wasn’t thru loving you.

I hold the pictures in my hand
As I take them from the book.
Tears leave their stain upon my cheek
As I pause for one more look.

Once upon a time
Should never end so blue.
For all the rest of my life
I will never be thru loving you.

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