It’s April 11, a time of tears, heart ache that has not dimmed. That is what today is for me. GOD, I hurt, I miss my son Jeremy and the life we would have had. 25 years since your were cruelly beaten to death so some sociopath could get the jollies to see what it felt like to kill.
Precious Memories sung by his ‘dad’
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6AUA-aNtAE