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Joe, '95

I forgot about this. Right after he died, as in, days later, my daughter and little sister and I decided to release some messages tied to helium balloons in his honor, that was his favorite way to "litter". So we all put our heads together and wrote a neat little message, made lots of copies and sent them off on balloons. This one got stuck in a neighbor's tree and they brought it back to my mom. They knew it was us because the first page of this message talked about Joe's wreck. And how much he loved God. He really did. He was all into end time studies.