My poem for our son. Barb
Quentin Mitchell Stacy
was a special little guy.
He could make you smile with laughter,
or at least he sure would try.
His grin was so mischievous
as if up to some sly task
If anyone should question him
he'd respond with,
"Why do you ask"?
His love of school was obvious.
Science and Math he loved the best.
He loved to go exploring.
Digging up dinosaur bones was his quest.
He really loved his teachers
his first 3 years at school.
He made the comment more than once
that they were "really cool".
Each day we'd ask Quentin
what was the best and worst part of his day.
"No bad parts just good
and I saw my brothers at lunch"
was what he'd always say.
His love for family was strong,
especially for Jacob, his twin brother.
They'd trade identities to fool everyone
even though they didn't look like each other.
One thing that is for certain...
that boy sure loved to eat.
Wendy's classic single and Little Caesars pizza
tied as his favorite dinner treat.
At home he'd ask for root beer
with hot dogs and macaroni and cheese.
He really liked the simple things
and was very easy to please.
There are so many more memories about this kid
that we would love to share.
Most will make you laugh and hopefully,
make his death a bit easier to bear.
He'd prefer you all to smile
and remember good times past.
Review your life's priorities
since time seems to pass by so fast.
It's strange to think that Quentin's death
may have actually caused some good.
How a little eight year old
can touch so many lives.
We never understood.
So much love was shown during our time of loss
as the community helped us out.
But Quentin knew within his heart,
it's what God's love is all about.
Be good in Heaven, honey,
and use your best manners.
We love you.
Love, Mom, Dad, Andy, Krysta, Alex, Zac and Jacob