Rest in Heaven, Rest in Peace to my baby brother E.Z., Houston, Ezekiel
I remember the times me and my two youngest brother got those lightsabers from star wars we use to play fight and we would jump around a king size mattress bed in our room messing up the bed sheets of course. My youngest brother Ezzy was full of life and would love to wrestle non-stop, he was all around fighter since a baby with his heart and physical body. I could never forget the stuff we went through in Gratiot, Michigan we did so much like the time both my little brothers got stung by bees not knowing they were nesting in a metal rail we played with all the time. We scattered after the swarm funniest thing ever.








