Rest in Paradise
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Sadly this 16 year olds story was tragicly cut short this morning. While on his morning run like always he was struck by a vehicle and died instantly. As I said no parent should have to ever write these words. I am setting up this account in hopes there are some open hearts that are able to help us in this time of need. We are at a total loss. Trying to fund the unexpected funeral expenses. We need to be able to have a service as well as transport him from Arizona back to California to be buried with family.
Any and all help will be greatly appreciated.
Tyler and Paula Morgan
Deanne I've also tried to reach out for some kind of answer to when he will be laid to rest just to have my post removed as well I was not aware of a service in Arizona Jacob
Now I'm even more confused. It appears my previous comment has been deleted. When is the interment for Jared? We would like to be able to pay our respects as we were not aware of the funeral held for Jared in Arizona. There is a large number of people here in California that are wondering the same. I am truly sorry for your loss, Paula, Tyler and family. We just need to know how to proceed due to the cancellation of the CA service. If my comments are going to be deleted, at least reach out and tell me when he will be laid to rest. De Anne Scrivener Wigginton 951-764-5123
Hello, I'm in the ROTC program as well. I'm one of the students from JO Combs. (In case you're wondering, a lot of Jared's friends and I are using pictures of him as our profiles to commemorate him on Facebook.) I didn't know Jared too well, but I will miss him. I consider Jared - and any military member - a brother. We give you our full support and deepest condolences. We never could've had a better guy in our program.
My name is Dennis Wells Jared's other grandfather I want to thank my family, relatives and friends who who able to help Tyler and Paula Morgan I want to thank
I have been thinking about you and your extended family circles since the terrible news broke. Thank you for setting up this account so that everyone could grieve with you. and help ease your financial burden. We just recently had a death in the family as well and we were talking about life and how short it is and so forth. I believe that life is a probationary period that leads us to a life beyond this life. As such, life becomes a continuum. So my family that recently died isn't 'lost' per se because they have merely "moved on" to the next sphere. That change in wording is comforting to me because I would hate to "lose" any of my family. I've invested too much time and energy in my family to simple "lose" them. My mortal journey would be for naught if I didn't have my family to share it with forever. I feel like my greatest accomplishments are my relationships with my family and friends. We are including your family in our family prayers and pray for comfort, healing and greater enlightenment.
When I first heard what happened to my son I was so angry at god I cursed his name as loud as I could .I had so much rage and so much rage...when I received your message about our son .. I foward the message to my aunt in disbelief .I thought I was dreaming in a fog .once my mind grasped this had happened I screamed cursing god in a parking lot in la puente . I was trembling with anger yelling and screaming I could imagine what people around me were thinking.im sure they went far as they could .I text your message to my boss because I could not talk with out screaming. She called me right away andctold me to to come back to the office .I told her no I yelled and screamed and said I can do this .I dont know but I continued to make deliveries until I couldnt stop balling enough to get out of the truck .I finally called my boss and apologized and said" im sorry karrie I thought I could do this ." I got home and called my dad and was crying .he found the donation page for jared you two had started. I worked non stop on my face book still angy and posting what happened cused god over and over .why did you do this why my son my only son.my friends and extended family never gave up sharing .and helping me get donations.i finally started to see so much love and people caring I realized god wasn't to blame .I threw out so much anger and got nothing but prayers .god softened my heart im not really sure when it happened but it felt like the weight just was gone all of the sudden. I know god took it all when I could not handle it any longer.i edited all my negative post .I now see god working I thank him for so many people that I dont even know. That gave what they could.they gave more than money they gave me love and prayed for me and our family's. God is good .he never gave up on me at my worse.its time to put are hatred for behind us .are children have suffered from not knowing all my family and there father.i want to start over I take all of the blame.i would like ti have the chance to meet my daughter and have an address where I can send cards and letters.i know it will take time she does not know me .I will start slow .I would like her to know I never stopped loving her either .I hopevwe can talk on the phone about it and not text.im happy you found a great husband like jacob.i dont want to take her from him at all .she can have too fathers love.i hope god will soften your heart .I hope we can get through this .tell my daughter I love her .and tell your husband thank you for being there for my children.thank you jacob morgan.for all you have done.i hope you can understand.i will not disrupt your family.....sincerely SHANE B WELLS.
Hi Paula this is Shane's aunt Zella. Please know my heart breaks for you at this time. I know what it has been for Shane the past 3 days and can only imagine how you feel. Losing a child should never have to happen, but when it does we have to rely on God for strength. I would like you to know we here in California are also mourning this loss right beside you. We look forward to receiving the information so we can make further plans. It sounds like you have a wonderful husband to help you through this tragedy. With his support and love I hope you can find peace. We are continuing to pray for you and your family. I never got to meet Kaitlyn so to say give her a hug from me would be meaningless so please let her know we are all praying for your family. God bless all of you
God bless you and your family... yes this is the hardest thing you'll have to do. My husband also lost a son 12 years ago tragically... I feel your pain. God speed and staying strong is the hardest part.
You were always in my heart and always on my mind grandson
JARED WAS MY GRANDSON HE WILL BE SO DEARLY MISSED. GOT TO HAVE HIM IN MY LIFE For 4 years I have no bad feeling I feel blessed that he was my grandson
my daughter Kelsey Strouse was in JROTC with Jared, and she thought the world of him! He helped to teach her formations when she couldn't get it right, I got the pleasure of meeting him a few times at JROTC functions and thought he was just awesome! He will be greatly missed.
Hi. You dont know me but my daughter knew Jared through ROTC. She just started and is having trouble dealing with this blow because to her, he was invincible. To her, he was amazing. Losing a child is so unthinkable. I am so very sorry.
My name is Chris Van Dorne and im Jared's uncle I was lucky enough to have got to spend some time with my nephew and will cherish every little memory that I have from him waking up up to play boosh or being a pumpkin and going trick or treating I will never forget those times I love you Jared and you will be greatly missed by us all
My brother was hit and killed 2 years ago while out for his morning run (in Texas). Losing someone so suddenly and tragically is never easy. My sincerest condolences and prayers go out to your family. My mother would love to share in your grief and offer her support if desired. She lives in Flagstaff but would like to be available to help you and offer what she can having lived through this loss herself. Please contact me at anytime and I will connect you two. She knows of many support groups as well. We are truly sorry for your loss.
I am so terribly sorry for your devasting loss. My thoughts and prayers are with your family during this heart breaking time.
I know this is a little long, but it is something I thought I might share with you all. A Teenager's View of Heaven 17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. "I wowed 'em," he later told his father, Bruce. "It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote.." It also was the last. Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted. The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. "I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it," Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. "I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven.. I know I'll see him." Brian's Essay: The Room... In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at ." Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature. When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched", I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented. When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it.. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand. And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming
I am so sorry this really hits home for me. My nephew was Manny Garcia he got hit while crossing the freeway Jan 4, 2013. I don't have any moneymoney right now, but I know my family is thinking of you. God Bless
Thank you got your service young man. You will be thought about so many many ways by people all over the world. Im so sorry that this horrific tragedy happened and its not easy. When I was told my son was in a better place it used to make me angry. BETTER PLACE... no better is here with his family. I understand all your grief and sadness. Take time to heal. Find a reason to smile every day and know your beautiful son is now your guardian angel from above
Thank you for letting us know jacob.i was confused about that and my family. Thank you for taking care of my son and daughter and caring about them and loving them.i know if you were a bad to my kids paula would not be with you.so as hard as it is for me.thank you for treating them as your own.me and my family and friends are donating and I will keep sharing.thank you for everything you have done for them.
Hey its break Kaitlyn friend . I'm sorry for your loss and i will continue to pray for your family and Jared I'm so sorry for what happened. He will be missed dearly .