Rosarito, Baja California, Mexico
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Logan is my nephew. He was killed yesterday in an accident at his house. He is the son of my older brother Lance, from my dads side. I just found out this morning. He was the first proper Moody boy of the next generation below Aaron and I. He was a wonderful kid. I remember the first time I met him. It was very soon after his arrival and I wanted to hold him. Of course as soon as I held him against my chest, he decided to urinate all over it. He was a Moody through and through, that's for sure. Here's to a person I'll never get to meet.
