Life, unfinished

I knew a kid once, he had bright red hair and a mouth full of silver capped teeth. a ready smile and laugh. One of the most mannerly kids I ever met. I never knew his exact IQ, but probably higher than mine. Potential to be anything.

 

I remember so well, he was a great companion. When his brother Ben was born, at Walter Reed, the family  lived on Columbia Pike. It was within walking distance of a McDonalds. Most of the family was at the hospital, Corey and I walked out to McDonalds. He could not decide what he wanted so we ordered one of everything on the menu to celebrate the birth of his brother. We had a great time.

Later in life I ran a catering truck, translated in NC as a Roach Coach. Corey sometimes rode with me. One of my stops was Holman and Moody. They built race engines for NASCAR. When the Boss man saw Corey, he went inside and ordered everyone outside to the truck. “Look at this Kid, I just wanted everyone of you to see a real boy, not just a kid, but a real boy!” The boss was as red headed as Corey.  Corey stuck his chest out and stood as tall as a boy of 5 could stand.

Corey, like his younger brother Ben was a very mannerly kid. Although divorce stuck its ugly head up, you could never stop loving Corey. He was not blood kin, but we, nor our son, ever made any difference. The first night we met Corey, he crawled up in bed between Sherry and I and slept, he accepted us as Grandpa and Grandma, from the first minute we met.

He grew to be a handsome young man. He was always witty and brilliant. He has two brothers here in NC, they were getting to know each other. Here they  are out in Clearfield:

Corey, Jack, Josh, Ben & Steve= jack’s boys

Corey is now fighting for this life, at the young age of 34. He has 5 wonderful kids. Our prayer is that he wins the fight, our prayers are for him.  We and his family in Utah would  miss him.

(Bridger, Chase, Corey & jackie)

He had found his true love, Her name is Jackie (same as mine) they were married a short while ago. When we visited he seemed so happy. The sky was the limit. Life was good.  What happens? Only God  knows for sure. All we know is if he loses this fight, we will miss that great smile, and his ‘I love your Grandpa’.

(Grand parents: Jack, Sherry, Joan & Richard)

He is the apple of Grandpa and Grandma Workman’s eye. They are having a rough time. Remember them. They are great folks. Corey loves them to death. Carol, his mom, is devastated. She had passed her bright red hair on to Corey. She has cared for and loved her boys, this is her oldest.

(CAUGHT BEING LICKED BY SCRUFFY)

(Corey’s Mom Carol with her grand daughter ELSIE MAE)

Ben, his younger Brother, our first blood line Grand son text’d us to ask for prayer for his brother. Benjamin is the apple of my eye. The brothers are close. They confide in each other. They have worked together in construction. Ben admires his older brother, and is heart broken at present.

If you have a relationship with the Lord, talk to him, ask him to touch Corey and comfort all those who love him. He is the kid with hair the color of a Mediterranean sunrise.

The details are unimportant, just that he is fighting for his life. His immediate family and his extended family are hoping and praying for miracles. This man has such great potential, he can make a mark.

GOOD NEWS: AS PER HIS MOM:   After bearing ‘pronounced’ three times in one day, Corey, is alert and talking!!!!!

Thanks for your prayers and thoughts,

Nite Shipslog

PS:

Will Rogers said:

Good judgment comes from experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgment.

The last time we saw Corey he was proudly showing us a beautiful house he was working on