Ryan would have been 39 today if his life hadn't been stolen.  Visited him yesterday at the cemetery and right on cue, "Baker's Street" came on the radio.  

A couple of weeks ago the flowers I had on his headstone disappeared.  I don't know why someone would do that.  It was so pretty and was the first flower arrangement I was able to make since my major surgery and illnesses last year.  😪  There are other flowers there now.  

Meanwhile, not a word from CPD about his case so I'm assuming they haven't looked at his case since I prompted them to last year.  It's looking more and more like there will be no justice in what time I have left on earth.  

All I have are memories....  This is from Halloween 1988 in Arizona.  His cousin Jenny on the left is gone now too.  😭  We miss them both terribly.