27 years ago today, we were given one of God's most special gifts -- a baby boy. It was Blake. I remember
being overwhelmed with the emotion of having a son. From the beginning, he was such a joy. So loving. So
entertaining. So genuinely funny. I won't dwell on the fact today that he's gone. That fact will never
change. So instead, let's celebrate this day every year and thank God for giving us nearly 23 years with
this beautiful boy - and the memories he gave us that will last a lifetime. Happy 27th Birthday, Blake.
It was an honor being your father.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLAKE. I miss you every day. We all miss you, ever single day.

Having just spent this morning viewing this site and reading through the beautiful eulogy given and these
wonderful messages I can only know how much I missed by not knowing Blake and how blessed I am to know
his mother.  I look forward to meeting Blake in heaven. What a loving boy.

As the anniversary of Blake's death nears, I know that Blake lives in my heart now just as he always has.
Blake's kindness and loving ways toward others set him apart from many of his peers. 
Blake's personality was so much like his Dad's,  he kept me laughing all the time. Blake and Fred
together couldn't be beat.
I miss the great talks we had--we both agreed we should try to live our lives with  the promise to
"first do no harm"--alrhough he never wanted to hurt others, he never understood, hurting
himself, hurt others. I also miss the best hugs ever and mostly I miss seeing the joy and light in his
Dad's eyes that only Blake placed there.
I know Blake is a beautiful boy in heaven justa like he was here on earth.

Four years ago today, December 19, 2007, I took Blake to get a haircut. Then we went to see his doctor.
It was time for his annual physical. And then to a Chinese buffet. I sat across from him, admiring while
he ate what a beautiful boy he was. Following lunch, back to the house. He was so tired. He asked if he
could sleep. At 4:00pm that day, as I rinsed some dishes, I could sense Blake's presence behind me. When
I turned, he said he needed to go...to run some errands. I walked him out to his car and said goodbye. It
would be the last time. If I had only known. The next morning, December 20, 2007, the world spun
completely off its axis. I learned the meaning of the word surreal. And I learned the meaning of faith.
This is Blake's 5th Christmas in Heaven. Unimagineable. Incomprehensible. Is there a Heaven? Yes. How do
I know? I just do. It's where Blake lives. It's where I want to live someday...to feel that warm and
beautiful presence again that is Blake. Merry Christmas, Son. We love and miss you 'so much'! Thinking of
you every moment of every day this week. My eternal gratitude for that precious gift of time you gave me
on that December 19th ~ Dad

Just thinking about the wonderful memories I got to share with you. Think about you often friend. Miss
you dearly!! Xo

My condolences to your loving family.  You all have a beautiful soul in heaven praying for all of you.  I
lived in Tulsa for the first 50 years of my life.  I've been down here in Texas (near Austin, sorry) for
the last 3 years and married to Linda for about that same amount of time.  I was just surfing the net for
Tulsa pictures and came across this website.  I am a cradle Catholic that went to Bishop Kelly.  I love
the Catholic faith and seeing stories of good Catholic families.  Anyway, I'm of no consequence other
than someone that wanted to say I'm sorry and I sincerely care. We'll all be called home someday and
hopefully received into our Blessed Mother's arms the way I'm sure Blake was.  Blake, please pray for me
and my loved ones.  Even to some of the ones that are hard to love.  That was my attempt at a little
humor after reading Blake's words.

In Christ,
Mike