Jimmy was 19 and so, so full of life and energy. It’s still hard to believe he could be taken from us. He was an organ donor, but his organs were so traumatically injured, they couldn’t be donated. They were able to use some tissue; I’m told it was used for orthopedic and reconstructive surgeries.

He lived and loved hard. He did everything 100%. He was doing what he most loved doing, riding his motorcycle, on his way home from work when he was hit.

For so many of us, but mostly me, our world will never be the same. I will love and miss you forever, until I hug you again, baby boy. 🩵