my brothers name was james lawrence king jr. , he wasnt actually related to me but he was like the father i never had i never told any one this and i dont no y im tellin u people but its better i say this than keep it bottled up , i met (jimbo) at my brother dennis dads funeral he was my brothers dads wifes son ( confusing aint it) we clicked instantly he knew me and my brother lost something and there was a hole left anad he filled that hole. he would come get me and my bro dennis take us out to his house for weeks even months at a time , he lived far away than he moved close so we would be at his house like every day . he had a son named steven , and a son named bo bo , and a wife name krista they all mean the world to me . but it seems like since he died things havent been the same between us or any of his family for that matter , i miss him the fishing , swimming, bridge jumping, the list goes on , the reason i really wrote this was to say that my brother jimbo saved my life i had a friend since i was like 7 years old me and my friend fell out i was tore up i was really thinkin about killin myself but jimbo pulled me through it , its because of him i'm still here today , i never got to tell him that or tell him how much i cared and how much he meant he was taken from us by a disease called cancer ...........his wife krista took me in when i lost my fam cuz of sum bullshit she was the only one that didnt make me feel like shit for what i did ,even though what i was doin was wrong but i didnt realize i was blinded well ive opened my eyes an i see now that i was bein played for a total fuckin fool, im sorry jim bo , dennis ,krista,judy,janet, you guys all told me it wouldnt an it couldnt work u guys were right plz frogive me.......... i love u jimbo ill see u when i get ther e R.I.P bro