I lost my cousin Tim (49) in a house fire last night, and boy is it not going over so good. It's not been a good year at all for this family. To start off. Tim lost his wife of 25 years to cancer in the spring and just finally you could see he was starting to live again, knowing that life does have to go on after a loved one does pass on.
Tim and I have been cousin's for 48 years to me, he was the brother I never had, the older brother that would pick on me all the time when we were young. The one that took me under his wing and taught me the the things older brothers do!
After he got out of high school he went into the Air Force, and when the boy was home for leave, man we had us some good ol' times, we'll just leave it at that.
Finally Tim came back and went to work for the family company with his dad and two uncles and me. Back to the way our grandfather figured things would end up, "I'm thinking" Our grandfather started the company in 1945 with our fathers falling in, then Tim and myself taking over when our dad's decide to hang it up, so to speek.
I'm sorry for going on and on, so enough of the long story, but I would sure appriciate a little prayer time for his two kids, Travis & Mandy, and if you find time, I could use one to!
Thanks all