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Friday, June 27, 2008, 09:16 AM ( 5 views )  - Posted by Heidi
The first person that arrived to help my family on the night of J.T.'s accident was a Game Warden named Ellis Powell. He wrote this letter to J.T. for the one year anniversary of his death. I found it a touching tribute to my son and wanted to share it...


I just wanted to write you a letter and explain a few things. I know that you already know all of this. First I wanted to say hello, it’s been almost a year since we met. The first time I looked at your face I knew you were a special kid. In that year, as you’ve noticed, I have become friends with your family. I know that you are the man in your house and will protect your mother, sister and brother at all cost. Just know that I will never let you down and always try to do right for you and protect them. I tell you this man to man and shake your hand to prove it. I have no doubt that you guide and protect them daily as you have done me a few times.
I often listen to your mother talk about you and the love she has for you cannot be measured. My sorrow and pain is selfish but it bothers me deeply that I will not get the chance to watch you change the world. Well not in not in a way that I can understand. The things I hear about you give me a brief glimpse into your life. It’s just as simple as I want to walk through the woods with you and have you explain nature. You see you and I both have a view and understanding of nature that many people don’t have. I know that we would have been great partners. The knowledge compassion and understanding you have of nature at your age is amazing and always one of the first things people say about you.
Brother the day I met you is without a doubt the worst day of my life. I know that when we met you wanted to explain to me that you are ok. But it doesn’t work like that so you have to let us stumble through our sorrow. By the way when I call you brother I mean it in a way that I use to talk to my friends, which you have become. I find it very hard and very easy to explain all of this to you. Hard because we have never spent time together and I have to know you through your family. Easy because I know you can read these thoughts before they ever hit the page and you are always around. People would think that a kid your age couldn’t or wouldn’t want to talk about stuff like this, but something tells me you completely grasp the meaning of my thoughts.
I am sure people told you this, like your mom, but the light I see in your eyes shows me that your mind was expanding constantly. In fact I know that a small part of that light became me when I met you. I can never thank you for passing that on to me and helping me grow and be a better person. However, I wish you would explain to me how you are ok and that you will still directly affect the world. I listen to stories about you and imagine the lives that would have changed because of interacting with you. I end by asking a favor, when you see me about to make a consciously poor choice would please put your hand on my shoulder. We’ll talk again, until then take care. And I am so very proud to call you my friend.

Your Friend and Brother in Arms,

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