Moments

I remember Brandon as a small child. A force of personality when he entered a room. He would enter with a ball of energy followed by a boyish raspy voice that could not be mistaken for anyone else's. He was such a boy's boy. Always laughing. Loving his drums. Running here and there and stopping ever so often to catch his breath. He had alot of energy.You could tell he was a fast thinker because he would run in, stop, catch his breathe and then speak. And would come up with a funny question or comment that would put a smile on everyone's face. As a child he played baseball. I could picture him wearing his baseball uniform and playing on the field. Asking "Brother" to watch him. Brandon loved his family. And as a child, he always had time with Starr and Chyna. They would play as kids for hours, filling the room with their childish joy and laughter that you could hear from the other room. They were always together as kids. And his mom would always have an outing planned for all three of them, always together, going places especially during their summers. And she would always make it a priority to create those memories for Brandon, Starr and Chyna. Brandon was very thoughtful with a charming sensitive side and loved his parents greatly. It would show on his face, how he looked up to his dad with alot of admiration and respect. When I'd come to visit he would always want to go wherever his dad was going. You could tell they had a strong loving father-son relationship. One time, he even saved some money to buy his parents a gift, an old boom box so they can listen to music together. Brandon was beautiful child. A reflection of his heart loving family. Rest In Peace Brandon.