My name is Teri, and I am reaching out during the most difficult time of my life. My 19-year-old son, Emmitt Gresham Jr., was a talented tattoo artist with a bright future ahead of him. He was always smiling, eager to help others, and never asked for anything in return. Emmitt was set up to be robbed—he agreed to a hair appointment in exchange for a tattoo, but while he was getting his hair done, someone broke in, demanded his belongings, and shot him. My son didn’t bother anyone and would have given up anything to avoid violence. He was not money-hungry; he simply wanted to help people and make them happy.

The pain of losing Emmitt is unbearable. The police have no suspects, and I was not even notified of his death until days later, after searching for him myself. I never imagined I would be in this position, but I do not have life insurance or the funds needed to lay my son to rest. I am asking for help to cover funeral expenses and give Emmitt the farewell he deserves.

I appreciate everyone for taking the time to read this. I am in need of prayers for strength. The comfort I once offered others in their grief feels so different now that I am living it myself. Any support—whether through donations, prayers, or sharing this fundraiser—means the world to me. Thank you for helping me honor Emmitt’s memory and give him the rest he deserves.