Dear Skeet and Kay and family, I remember your dad and mom from my youth. My mother, Joan Holley, was good friends with Jesse. I remember our family eating frog legs over at your little house on Silver Lake Drive. I babysat you two and Brian one Saturday morning for 25cents an hour. I bribed y'all with Oreos to let me watch the cartoons I wanted. It is very difficult to lose your dad as I know from experience. I am so Sorry! I also know from experience that the grief will one day turn into fond memories rather than mourning. I am praying you will be comforted by the Lord Jesus as I have.