My Daddy, Arlo Sweetman, has fought being sick for three years. A man who worked hard all his life, and then suddenly he began losing his health bit by bit. While he was battling sickness, so was Danny, my brother. Almost a year ago, we lost Danny. Here recently, Daddy was getting to be himself again. It’s like his life was coming back to him. His laugh was coming back, and you could see the will to get better.

Today, my precious Daddy went on to be with Jesus, and we would really love to have him a funeral. Because he was no longer working and was on disability, he did not have life insurance.

Any help and every prayer would be very much appreciated.

We love you all, family and friends.