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This is my little brother. Right now is a tough time. He was serving his country over in Iraq But
unfortuantly He was killed in Action a week before my Birthday on April 16th 2005. I thought I'd put up a little tribute so
others can see him the way I do.
For the longest time we were sure this was going to be a non issue and Randy as big
as he was would return to us Safe and sound. Then at the end of Mrach he suprised the entire family with a unannouced visit
home. He didn't tell anyone he was coming I walked out of the shower to see his freinds standing there. Then in the back I
saw my Brother. It had been almost a year since I've seen him last. We spoke often on the phone or over the internet. So I
was always keeping tabs on him over there in Ramadi Iraq. I knew he hated it over there and was scared But he would never
tell anyone that. So to see him standing there looking like the man he had become from the Kid he left as was a site I'll
never forget.
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This is a Flag dedicated to my Brother in the cemetary that he is buried on. To me it's an honor to know he is regarded
in such a high manor
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I remember Sept 11th like it was yesterday. I was working at the time of the attacks. My Brother was staying with me
for the week at the time. I remember coming home and waking him up to show him what was going on. To think the events of that
day would lead us to where he sits now.
Randy was on a no win path in life. But the thing is he knew it. He dropped out of High school, got caught up in shit
that was getting him no where fast. And the rest of the sad tale...
Well instead of going to prison or laying down and become a loser in life he made a choice in life. He joined the military
right before the invasion of Iraq. Did his boot camp came home for a bit and found out Korea was in his future. He went there
for about a year and thought he was coming home. Only to find out about a month before he was supposed to come home that he
was being shipped to Iraq instead.
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This is Randy and my Dad at Boot camp graduation. As you can see Dad was beaming of pride ear to ear.
And here's a pic of Randy Hard at work LOL. I swear that boy could sleep through just about anything.
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When he was serving in Korea he got to come home for a visit. We made sure we all got pictures taken.
This would be Randy Gina Connie and myself.
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Randy Stevens Tribute
Here is a Powerpoint file I've been working on as a tribute to my Brother. Feel free to go through it.
I have an entire DVD movie which is very very emotional that I would love to put on here but I don't have the bandwidth
to be able to.
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This was my brother before the Military. Pretty much a total ass clown. But hey he was family and we loved him none the
less.
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And this is my brothers Final resting spot. I'll get more pics when the headstone gets placed. It still so sureal to
think this is it. This is where I get to visit him. I can't beleive he is really gone.
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So now my little brother had to grow up the hard way. He called when he could to let us know what's going on. I couldn't
be more proud of my brother for what he's became. I hate to think of what he went through. But I know a few things. One he
always looked up to me. So I've always done the best I could for my brother. (and my sisters) I'd like to think that in some
way I've helped shaped him into the person he became. I know he was scared being there. (who wouldn't be) But I thought if
anyone had a good chance at coming home from this mess it was him. He was trained and ready to do whatever it took. And he
saw me take many lumps in life. But he's also seen me stand up to every single one of those. You learn to overcome the obsticals.
You do what you have to in order to survive. This is something he followed to the end. He owned up to his mistakes took his
lumps. That takes character that a lot of people don't posses. The fact that he knew how to rise above. And still tries to
put on a good show when I know he wanted to say fuck it I'm going home. well.... Instead of my little brother looking up to
me I find myself looking up to him
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