I was in no way shouting at him. We voiced our opinions as he asked and as he did.

Truthfully for the most part the post was fine, espcially countering the BS that Media is reporting. I am very sorry for the way you are feeling I am apologize that I am partially to blame for that. Just remember that we do all come from the same family and there have been MANY issues that have happend over the years and for the most part most of us can FORGIVE AND FORGET....The ones who continue to hold a grudge and can't get over it...let them be miserable....If you don't have family who do you have?????

You did say in the orignal post that this blog was intended to stir the pot (not the exact words) I guess that is what happened.

As for any of us being close.....Instead of getting together only for the bad things that happen.....We have a family reunion every year in July and as far as I know it is held the same weekend that it has been held for many years. I have also heard that there is another reunion in Kentucky this I believe is at the end of Septemeber.

The July reunion is the Myra & Jeff family held either fhe weekend before or after the 4th of July. It has been changed a couple of times. The Kentucky reunion is around to the end of September and it is the all of the families. I believe it is still held at Great Aunt G House but not sure. Ask any of Myra & Jeff's kids they will know.

I'm not sure how to start this. I knew Wendy for about 4 years. In that time, she managed to really make an impact on my life and with her being gone, there'll always be a gaping hole in my heart where she once occupied. She was one of the best friends I ever had and I never had the guts to tell her. Now I never can. She was the most down to earth and real woman I had ever known. Her being here was a blessing to all whose life she touched. Mine is marked forever from a person that had done so much, both without being asked and asking nothing in return.

The hardest thing I've ever done is trying to let go of the pain of the loss. I've seen some of the news reports and honestly, the only thing black and white is the fact that I'll never again hear her sing, see her habit of bobbling her head when she made a joke or looking at those electric blue eyes, followed by that gentle, soft voice that always seemed to smooth the bumps in the road out so easily. The world truly lost something beautiful. I offer my condolences to the family and and my deepest, most profound apologies to Wendy, whom I should have been man enough to admit what she was to me.

When I think about three words to describe her, the only three are Mother, Best Friend and Hero. I don't know if anyone will see this or even care, but I pray that letting it out a little bit may ease the pain that is so hard to push past. God be with you and care for you, Wendy. You'll always be my hero.