Friday, July 11, 2008

Abram Bernard Jones

When Ben was in elementary school he became very good friends with a boy named Abram Jones. By the time they were in middle school they were like brothers. That made Ben's life in middle school a lot easier since Abrams grandma was the principal of the school. I think Ben got a free pass from a few of the teachers since he was best friends with Abram. Abram became such a part of our family that he was like one of our kids. The reverse was also true, Ben had a change of clothes and a tooth brush at Abrams house since he was there so often. Abram would also walk in our house without knocking and help himself to what ever was in the fridge. Abram had a smile that stretched from ear to ear and he knew how to enjoy life. As the boys grew up they went their different directions. Ben went on his mission and Abram and Derek headed to Canada to enjoy a year of snowboarding before they continued on with their lives. We talk a lot about illegal aliens down here but Abram and Derek were illegal aliens in Canada. One day Abram and some friends went hiking in the mountains of British Columbia and while they were enjoying one of the spectacular views that you find in the Canadian Rockies the ledge that Abram was standing on gave way and he fell to his death. It was a very tragic day for all of us. Because of his lovable personality, Abrams life had touched hundreds of people and his funeral was the biggest funeral I have ever been to in my life. We held the funeral in our church here in Penasquitos and so Lisa planned most of it. The church was so full it looked like we were having stake conference. There were more than six hundred people in attendance celebrating his life. Abrams death was especially hard on Ben who was on his mission and unable to come home. It was truly as if he had lost a brother. Since that day Abrams family has planned a get together every year on Abrams birthday where all of his friend and family gather together at La Jolla Shores beach (the boys loved body boarding) and we have a fun day with lots of food, sand and sun. Just like Abram would want it. They also have a blood mobile there so we can all donate blood for a good cause. I want to take this time to give this tribute to a young man who was like one of my sons. Abram Bernhard Jones. The first picture is Abram at Ben's eighteenth birthday party. The second picture is Ben and Abram at magic mountain. The third picture is Ben, Abram and Chuck at the Jones cabin in Mexico. The fourth picture is the same three kids but at eight grade promotion.

Abram getting ready to board the bus for a Mt Carmel football game.








Ben and his friends at Ben's eighteenth birthday part. These guys are all very good friends.












Ben, Abram and Derek at their graduation.












Our family skiing at Brighten with Abram as just another one of the kids.












Ben and Abram getting ready for Prom.


















Abram at Ben's eighteenth birthday party.











Ben, Abram and Derek in our backyard.












Abram and Tom. Tom is Alex's ball python named after Tom Riddle in the Harry Potter books. Thanksgiving before Ben left on his mission.










Ben and Abram after their last high school football game.

5 comments:

Kira said...

I love you Abram!

Lynn said...

Mine eyes are wet. What a beautiful tribute! I think we read about his accidental death in the Calgary Herald. I had no idea that was Ben's best friend. What an amazing group of friends he has. But I am not surprised. You have some amazing kids.
Thanks for sharing this post. It truly has gotten me to think about a lot of things. Life can be very short. Abram was called home early and I bet he has some amazing friends so happy and excited to see him on the other side too.

Lisa said...

Just a correction, Ben & Abram became best friends in elementary school. Their life long friendship was melded long before middle school and they truly were like brothers. I'm getting teary eyed writing this because Abram was like one of my own sons. I miss him terribly and miss him walking through my front door. We loved him like he was our own! Abram's Dad, Andrew, was Ben's best man at his wedding to stand in place of Abram. I bawled like a baby when Ben told me he was going to do ask him to do that.

Fred ... said...

Thanks dear, I corrected the post.

Anonymous said...

You do not know me, nor did I really know Abram, but I saw a memorial video from 17 years ago for him on YouTube. I am a very sentimental person and the images of him happy and surrounded by loved ones touched me deeply. This was a wonderful tribute to a young man who clearly provided so much joy and happiness to those around him.