Remembering Andrew & Jarrett
My dear friend, Ginny, wrote this poem
for the boys in 2004. I typed it over the
picture of the boys' heart I drew in the
sand right next to the Pacific Ocean in
Kauai on March 3, 2004.
March 3, 2010Seven years since 2003 - Seven years
equals 84 months equals 2,557 days (including two leap days)
since I've seen Andrew and Jarrett alive. How unbelievable is that.
Two thousand five hundred fifty seven days -- one sad,
heartbreaking and pitiful day at a time. That's incredible.
For some wonderful, unknown reason, I created this page last
year choosing the lilac with clouds and a calmer feeling rather
than the black background --- nice choice. However, I do like the
way the b&w pictures "pop out" on black but I'm moving toward the
light at least for now. You never know when the darkness will
return. I never know. It just comes whenever it wants.... I know the
boys don't want tears.
So glad I put the flower photos that were sent when they died onto
the slide show - they're so gorgeous!!!! Believe it or not, I still have
a few of the plants. That's nice.
Last year, Bob and I met the boys' friends for our annual Loved
Forever * Forgotten Never get-together at Rosita's.
This year, we have a new restaurant in Elburn (Schmidt's) so we're
going to meet everyone there at 5:30 until whenever! We'll
probably actually get there a little earlier.
This has been exhausting. Trying to find everything to link up right
and re-do some of the old HUGE pages. I think my work here is
done for now.
God bless Andrew. God bless Jarrett. God bless the saintly boys
- forever in my heart. bye, djb


Jarrett, Donna, Andrew, Bob - Christmas 1989
Jarrett, Donna, Andrew, Bob - February 2003
These two pictures fascinate me because we're all in the same position in each photo - approximately 13 years separate the two
moments in time. Who knew that two weeks after Andrew's 17th birthday, they'd both be dead? Not me.
ANDREW. JARRETT.
Where are they?
Where'd they go---
I'd like to know.
Where are those boys of mine?
Except for their last
fateful day,
they always came home on time.
Now, they're gone---
far, far away
to a place I can only imagine.
No forwarding address.
No Zip Code.
Deceased.
RETURNED TO SENDER.
1/25/2009 ~djb
ANGEL BOYS -- WHEN I SAW THEM A FEW WEEKS AGO, I KNEW THEY
WERE MINE.