Val and I were always close. We lived in Ashton , he went to school in Rexburg, 30 min away, he would come home on weekends, when he left to go back to school, I would cry, cause I missed him so so much.
Every year I would write him a letter the first part of May, reminding him of my birthday the end of May. We have always laughed about this.
I went to live with them, after I graduated from high school, for the summer. Val got me a job at Vandenberg AFB. We would drive to work together.
Val would come help my dad farm every summer. In Nyssa, Or. He loved my parents so much, and showed it—so much respect. He would always bring lots of avacodos, and oranges from Ca.
Val was always positive. He radiated good energy. So much personality. A joker. I loved him so. Till we meet again my dear brother😘