~ IN LOVING MEMORY OF JOEY SCARPA ~ 9/13/71 - 3/20/95
"He Only Took My Hand"
Last night while I was trying to sleep;
My son’s voice I did hear.
I opened my eyes and looked around
But he did not appear.
He said, “Mom you’ve got to listen,
You’ve got to understand,
God didn’t take me from you, Mom,
He only took my hand.
When I called out in pain that night,
The instant that I died,
He reached down and took my hand,
And pulled me to His side.
He pulled me up and saved me
From the misery and pain.
My body was hurt so badly inside,
I could never be the same.
My search is really over now,
I’ve found happiness within.
All the answers to my empty dreams
and all that might have been.
I love you so and miss you so,
And I’ll always be nearby.
My body’s gone forever,
But my spirit will never die!
And so, you must go on now,
Live one day at a time.
Just understand-
God did not take me from you,
He only took my hand.”
~ Author Unknown
Joey's parents.
Joey's Dad.
These are two gifts for Joey from my dear friend Linda.
This is a picture of my grandson freddie and me, at a balloon launch for my son. See Joey's picture above me... he is watching over me.
Linda's daughter and Freddie.
The 2 images above and also the 2 images below, these are my grandchildren. and see my Joey, he's right there.
My grandson Little Joey.
My twin granddaughters, Jessie and Jill.
My Joey
I just wanted to let you know a little more about my son.
There are so many memories of my Joey. Do you know, Joey was such a kind hearted boy. He just loved people, life...
I remember him coming home sitting at the kitchen table and he started to cry. Joey ,what is wrong. my love? His friend who he grew up with had gotten Aids. Just like Joey's Dad had when he passed. Billy, Joey's best friend, was a hemophiliac, and had gotten Aids. Joey went out and bought Billy's Mom a microwave to make sure she heated Billy's food. Also a vcr so Billy can watch movies. He even took Billy shopping for sneakers and clothes. I'm crying now just thinking about it.
Joey and Billy.
Joey with his best friends Billy and Anthony
Joey left, before Billy. Billy came to me everyday. We cried together, we laughted, we used to go out to dinner because Joey always wanted Billy to eat, just so he stays ok. But that is the kind of boy my son is.
Billy died the year after Joey left. I was with Billy the day before he left this world. He told me he saw Joey, standing in his room, a light around him. But Billy just wanted to make sure it was ok with his mom and dad if he left. We were all crying. And his mom said, "Billy, go close your eyes and know We love you." So Joey took his best friend from when they were kids HOME.
Joey always had such a good heart. Even if he saw a little kid with old sneakers on, he would give the kid money and say, hey go buy new sneakers. And he would smile. His friends loved him. He would never take money from his friends. He always took them out to eat. He was my SON.
Letter to Mom
Mom, please don't feel guilty
It was just my time to go.
I see you are still feeling sad,
And the tears just seem to flow.
We all come to earth for our lifetime,
And for some it's not many years
I don't want you to keep crying
You are shedding so many tears.
I haven't really left you
Even though it may seem so.
I have just gone to my heavenly home,
And I'm closer to you than you know.
Just believe that when you say my name
I'm standing next to you,
I know you long to see me,
But there's nothing I can do.
But I'll still send you messages
And hope you understand,
That when your time comes to "cross over",
I'll be there to take your hand.
Written by Joy Curnutt,
always Jason's Mom
This is a picture of Joey and his mom... This was taken just two weeks before he was killed.
Every now and then soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And it’s like you haven’t been gone a moment from my side
Like the tears were never cried
Like the hands of time are holding you and me
And with all my heart I’m sure we’re closer than we ever were
I don’t have to hear or see, I’ve got all the proof I need
There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, I believe
That when you die your life goes on
It doesn’t end here when you’re gone
Every soul is filled with light
It never ends and if I’m right
Our love can even reach across eternity
I believe, I believe
Forever, you’re a part of me
Forever, in the heart of me
And I’ll hold you even longer if I can
The people who don’t see the most
Say that I believe in ghosts
And if that makes me crazy, then I am
‘Cause I believe
That when you die your life goes on
It doesn’t end here when you’re gone
Every soul is filled with light
It never ends and if I’m right
Our love can even reach across eternity
I believe, I believe
There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, I believe
A note from Joey's mom:
"To live through the day that our boys left is so hard. I just sit and look at the clock all day. I remember when he smiled, he talked to me. I remember him sitting down and having breakfast, with his silly laugh... taking a shower, and getting dressed and saying to me, 'Ma does this look ok.' 'Yes, my love, my son, you look so handsome.' 'Oh Ma, I want to take you out to eat, be ready at five, ok. love you, Ma.' And then the last kiss. Joey was killed at five. and I died that day too."
Thinking of you on this Valentines Day... and all the other days
that our child is not here to send us a beautiful flower... so I have
made one for you... from your child.
Have a wonderful day...and God Bless us all....we have survived a lot. Jason's Page
I LOVE this Halloween gift so much and want to share it with you all, please add to your Halloween sites if you have one, gratis my friend Patti! Love, cindyjo
This is a beautiful and loving gift for Angel Joey from my dear friend, Carol, mom to Angel Michael.
Thank you to DJ for these 4 lovely gifts above for my Angel Joey!
These three pictures above are of Joey's daughter, Linda.
My son watches over little Jo Jo also...
The two writings above are Joey's sister's impact statement about his murder.
The Day I Lost You
Another anniversary of the day that I lost you
It's really very simple, that day I lost me too
Although I try to find the me that I used to be
I will never find that person, for she is lost to me
I know it sounds confusing to those that have no clue
That when you lose a child, you also then lose you
It sounds like one big riddle that I should work on through
But there is not an answer, not one thing I can do
Grief is what has come to me and changed me from within
It has burrowed deep inside of me, like it's a second skin
No one should live on this way but there was little choice
When grief was handed out to me, I didn't have a voice
I often wonder who I am since losing my sweet child
In the world in which I live in, I've been forced into denial
With every anniversary that marks another year
Are thoughts that come from others, that my pain should disappear
I am a mother who has lost a child on a tragic day
And with that loss it took my dreams, and visions far away
I would have chose to leave instead, for life is not so good
For all that ever mattered, was my son and motherhood
Linda,
I am honoring the life of your wonderful son Joey, he sounded
like such a beautiful soul and I know God took his hand and
led him home. You will be reunited again in heaven. There really
is no death and what we call death is really life. We are just passing
through for a while.
God bless you and I'm thinking of you and I offer a prayer
for your Joey that he may rest eternally in the Lord.
With Love
Ann,
Laurasmom
Angel Joey
Always Remembered
9-13-71 ~ 3-20-95
Dearest Linda,
On this day I honor your Son Joey
Our Lord led your ANGEL Joey Home
I with so many other Mom's have so many
questions, one day, Linda, we will find our
answers, and be reunited with our ANGEL'S.
REST IN PEACE JOEY
MY LOVE
Sue-Anne/LEE
Linda, Thinking of you in your sorrow and grief...
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
Revelation 21:4
National Memorial Ribbon
The red and black ribbon was first designed in 1987 by Betty O'Donnell, parent of a murdered child and member of the Long Island, NY Chapter. The red represents the violence in society and the black symbolizes death and mourning. Angel pins are worn with the ribbons to symbolize the victims.
A Valentine For Joey
Please also visit My Son Joey
A MOTHER'S PRECIOUS SON IN THE ARMS OF JESUS
A friend can hear a tear drop.
