I loved you the minute I knew I was pregnant. I loved you the minute you were born. Then I saw your face and fell in love some more. You were only a minute old but I knew I would die for you & to this day I still would. When you choose to have a child you make a conscious decision to allow your heart to walk around outside your body. Then if something happens to that child and you have to bury him a part of you dies with him

Jake was my youngest son who was killed on June 17, 2010. He was 40 years old but still "my baby". Left to tell his story are Mollye and Mike, Jake's mom and step-father; Skip and Jill, his dad and step-mother; his two sisters Lori and Shari, and his brother Buddy.

I hope you will get to know Jake as a person and what an awesome person he was. My wish is that you might leave here feeling just a bit more blessed from reading our memories of Jake our son, our brother and our friend.

The purpose aside from paying tribute to Jake is to honor those who were a part of Jake's life. Friends he loved and friends who loved him and who loved us through our heartbreak. I especially acknowledge in love Jake's Home Depot Family.

Thank You For Visiting Jake's Story and God Bless You, mizmollye

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

The Word Is ... HUMILITY

Have you ever began answering the questions to fill out a Social Network Profile and when you come upon the section that says "BOOKS" you have to think? I mean some people are just not Readers. And what if you're a Single guy or gal and you're filling out your profile for say a Single's Site for Dating and you're wanting to not "lie" but to for sure put your best foot forward in answering all the questions so you appear to be uh......for lack of a better word..."Knowledgable" or "Well Read". Right? So you think and you think until you come up with a few titles that might not necessarily impress but will................... oh heck yes, that will impress.

Are you with me here? You do know what I mean. Right? right?

Well that is what Jake was faced with each time he filled out his Profile whether it be for a dating website or for a social network such as Facebook. For gosh sakes, he sure didn't want his Mom filling out his profile for him and his typing was of the hunt and peck group so to say it took him awhile is an understatement. He really worked at this and when finished I'm real sure he breathed a huge sigh of relief to be finished and probably looked back over at his answers before hitting the Continue button. If he went public with his answers then he was pleased at his abilities and his answers.

I always got a big kick out of Jake's Profile on Facebook in several places but especially where it asks for the books he liked reading. There were four listed. And I am as sure as I can be that Jake did not have to ponder on the titles. He simply listed the four books he had read in his lifetime.

Jake was NOT a reader. He had terribly bad eyesight and from the time when he was four years old wore really thick glasses.
This little picture of Jake was when he was six years old.

Then when he suffered a closed head injury at the age of 20 his eyesight took a swan dive south and they became even worse. So to read was a major sacrafice as he had to hold the book so close and he was a slow reader to retain what he had read. If Jake read a complete book then you can be sure he GOT IT. And get it he did when he read...


These were the books he had read and these were the only books he'd admit to reading when faced with that question. Not bragging. Not trying to be anything. He was just humble and naive like that. He was NEVER a showoff, haughty Christian. He was as simple as he could be with his love for Jesus. It just was what it was.


  1. So very true. I loved reading this momma. We all know Jake and know "How He Rolled"...... but I wonder how many others really "Got" just how simply amazing he was ?
    Love Lori

  2. These are four of the best books he could have read. Thank you for sharing your precious son with us. I have son who is 48 years old. My daughter is 50. They are both still my babies. My mother always called me her baby even the last time she saw me and I was in my 60s at the time. There is nothing like a mother's heart. Thank you for sharing yours with us.

  3. Jake's life.....a gift. Sending you a ton of hugs - the hardest journey....saying good-bye....


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