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I am so sorry for your loss.  My heart goes out to you and the whole family.   The unexpectedness of this loss makes it all the more heartbreaking.  Joseph is gone way too soon.  He had a bright future ahead of him.   I still remember when I first met him and your family almost 20 years ago.  He was just a  light-blonde cute little boy, and then time went by so fast he quickly turned into a man.  It is so sad that he did not have a lot more time to be that man that you raised him to be.
I am sorry to hear about Joseph's passing. I lived next door to Tara and used to come over and help her with the kids around the house and bake with them.  This led me to meeting her younger brother Joseph about 22yrs ago. I would say he was about 4 at the time when Dave and Debbie Morrin visited Tara and family one summer. He was such a smart kiddo and always had a smile on his face. I remember the kids always running through the yard playing. He was a good kid as we all got older I always seen him taking out the trash and doing things for his parents when they moved in next door. I am so sorry for your loss and will be praying for your family as you go through this difficult time. Rest in peace Joe! 
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When Joe was about 5 years old, I went to dinner with him, our mom, and Dave. After we placed our order, I was chatting with Mom and Dave when I noticed Joe was still busy talking to the waitress. She was wearing a shirt covered in flare, and Joe had his eye on one particular piece that lit up. He asked her if he could have it, and she told him he’d need to ask the manager. Without hesitation, Joe politely requested to speak with the manager himself. A few minutes later, the manager came over, and Joe carried on a surprisingly grown-up conversation with him—walking away proudly with the flashing piece of flare in hand.
When Joe road is bike out to …
2021, Winston-Salem, NC, USA
When Joe road is bike out to visit us for a few weeks.
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This video is from a couple of years ago when Joseph and I were riding together. His bike was his happy place. We've gone on many rides together but this is the only recording I have of him on a ride. I hope that one day we will be able to ride again but until then I'll ride his favorite roads and visit his favorite spots knowing he's there with me in spirit. 
I grew up with Jospeh in school from kindergarten and the way through high school. He was an awesome friend and I’d always see him around driving the FedEx trucks. We have alot of memories together from walking all of south lead hill to riding bicycles through town. 
I remember when Joe tried to get me on his bike with him, I wouldn’t. I was too scared lol. But man did he love to ride…. I will never forget the countless nights he would get off work and come see me when I lived with my best friend in Harrison, we had so many random conversations about random things. Anywhere from sitting silently in the presence of each other to cracking jokes together. I’ll never forget the look on his face when I told him I was pregnant with my youngest son. But even through that; he chose to stay and be the best friend he could be. One thing about him that I loved was him trying to teach me sign language. It was so amazing to me how he could speak to me with sign language instead of words. He truly was one of the most admirable, lovable, kind, souls I’ve ever been blessed to have met. Rest easy… you’ll be forever missed… 

I wanted to share my story about how I met my dad, Joseph.

I was just a young street cat, about a year old, wandering around the Links Apartments when I found myself outside his door. I meowed, hoping someone would notice me. Joseph opened the door, looked at me, and said a few words. Then he closed it again.

But I wasn’t giving up. I meowed once more, and when he opened the door the second time, I knew this was my chance. I walked right inside to let him know I had chosen him to be my new dad. From that moment on, we belonged to each other.

We built such a special bond. Joseph gave me a safe home, love, and companionship. We spent years together, and I even got to travel to North Carolina to meet his brother, who became my new uncle. Everywhere Joseph went, I wanted to be close by.

Now, even though my dad has passed, I will carry his love with me forever. I’ll miss him always. But I won’t be alone—Joseph’s mom, my grandma, will be adopting me, and I’ll live with her surrounded by the love of his family.

Forever his Stoney 🐾💙

Joseph was such a great kid. He grew up with my son. Trevor and Joseph were close friends. He has spent many of nights at my house.  I loved watching him do sign language he tried to teach me some.  My heart goes out to the family and especially his sweet mother. She is very nice lady.  

I started dating his brother Corey in 2013, when Joe was just 14 years old.

Joe and Eliza (their sister) asked to see a picture of us soon after we got together, which they then used to create their own rendering of us as a couple. Both are talented artists and we still display the painting in our home to this day.

I will cherish the time we had together, even though it was far too short. 

Corey Paul
2003, Perrysburg, OH, USA

Hi everyone, I’m Joseph’s brother, and I want to welcome you all.

I’d love for each of you to share a personal story or memory of Joseph—something that reflects the moments we were lucky enough to have with him.

I’ll start with one of my own. When Joseph was about 5 years old, I took him to Panera Bread. Since we’re 18 years apart, people often mistook me for his dad. That day, an older gentleman noticed us and came over to say how nice it was to see a father and son spending time together. I explained that Joseph was actually my little brother.

The man smiled and then performed a magic trick with a shiny new penny, which he gave to Joseph. Joseph immediately asked him to do it again, and the man happily obliged, handing him a second penny. Without missing a beat, Joseph looked up and asked if he had a silver coin to use for the trick instead. The man laughed and said, “I’d better get going before he starts asking me for dollars!”

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