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In Loving Memory to Jabec Easton Bellehumeur
"They're dead! They're dead! They're all dead!"

Those words will go on echoing in my ears for a very long time. My son was one of the nicest,
gentlest souls a person would ever want to meet, and now he's gone. Gone, because
someone chose to drink and then drive. My son was an innocent bystander. . .This has got to
be any parents' worse nightmare.
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