Let me tell you about my Brother Bogart. He was 34 years old when he died. He was always a happy guy and full of life and joy. Since he was young he was always the life of the party. Everybody loved him. He will make you feel special In every way. If you were down he will bring you up  with his funny ways. I was his little sister and he wanted nothing but the best for me. He lived his life to the fullest and did what he pleased with out carring what others will think. He lived his life the QB way. He  saw the wold as much as he can. But he also had alot more to live. His life was taken but he still lives inside us. I love my brother with all my heart and I miss him like crazy but all I got now is memorys. I know he is always waching over me like a big bother does and all I could do now is make him proud.  I never once though that what happend to us will. But now I know  it could happend to anybody.He left this world the worst way possible and its been hard for are family but we are getting by. i know in time are pain will go away and are hearts will be heald. There were alot of things I never got the chance to tell him but I know he knows now.