Jed and I grew up together working paper routes, shoveling snow off driveways to play basketball or football or baseball or golf at Paul's Par 3 or wrestle and battle each other. He and I did many things together. Jed was a fighter, he enjoyed putting his feet down and test his metal. He loved his daughters and wife (while married). He taught me the joys and shared tips in playing Santa, how to say a deep HO HO HO with feeling, especially to children with extreme difficulties. He loved our Mother and honored her up to his passing, by watching or listening to the Tabernacle Choir Broadcast weekly. We shared many early mornings and evenings working and playing football, especially pass patterns with Dad. One thing I admired was his commitment to earn and pay his way. Self-reliance was his theme. He especially admired Carl Cloward and family, how they extended and included Jed on many family adventures and vacations. Thank you Carl and Lynette and children. :) I'm sorry to Jed for passing away at such a young age. Hopefully we'll see each other again and correct misunderstandings and grow closer to God and our families. May your reunion with Taylor, Mom and Dad, Uncle Bud and Grandma Ogden and Grandpa Ogden, whom he didn't meet on earth. Find that joy as promised by our Father in Heaven, through Jesus Christ. I see him preparing himself to greet other family members as they transition from mortal life. Until then, Ho, Ho, Ho. may God continue to bless and watch over you.
