Joey had a wonderful heart. He loved people more deeply than anyone else I know. Too deeply. He was a very intelligent young man and thought about things in a whole different way than anyone else. He was good at anything he picked up. He loved the guitar and rock music, wrote many of his owns songs and poems, and he loved to draw and was really good at it. He was a great uncle to his niece and nephew, and was excited that his new nephew was going to be named after him (Levi's middle name is going to be Joseph). Karis loved her uncle Joey. One day, I found a picture of her Uncle Joey in her shoe. This was the last time that Joey was in the hospital. I guess she thought it would make them closer. She was worried about him. It's amazing how much love a little one can have for a person.
It's going to be a rough Christmas this year. I have peace that he's with Jesus, but we miss him.