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This is a huge moment in life for her as well as her mother and me. She’s off on a monumental transition and the possibilities look great. What a fantastic moment in life!

Mostly, at this moment, I want to give her something to take with her on her journey, some kind of great wisdom. She already knows so much more than we parents do so it is hard for her to listen to our advice. I feel like my job right now as a parent is to adequately arm her as she takes these first steps into this big ole’ wide world. I want to be her protector, her firm foundation and the place to come when she has the tough questions in life. I want her to know that I am there with her in her heart, but I want her heart to go further than what I can offer her.

My problem is how to do all this. All I can equip her with in this life is the knowledge that she is loved, completely, uncompromising and uninhibited. So, Cady, as you embark on this remarkable journey I want you to know I am and will continue to be the Dad who loves you with my whole heart and soul. Your mother and I are your greatest cheerleaders in life!

Robert Jones Jr. (1942 – 2011)

Robert Cecil Jones, Jr., 69, of Ridgeland, died Friday, November 25, 2011 at Hospice Ministries in Ridgeland. A memorial service was held at 11:00 a.m. Monday, November 28, 2011 at Sebrell Funeral Home in Ridgeland.

Dad was born in Selma, AL to Sara Elizabeth and Robert Cecil Jones on July 2, 1942. He spent most of his life in and around Selma until moving to Jackson years ago to be near his children and grandchildren.

He is preceded in death by his parents and a brother, Lewis Beverly.

Dad is survived by his wife, Susan Jones and his children, Alex (LaSonia) Jones, Lisa (Andy) Joyce and Lori (Scotty) Richardson all of Clinton; step-son, Chris (Patricia) Gunn of San Antonio, TX and 9 grandchildren. He is also survived by sisters, Shelia (John) Buck of Melbourne, FL; Frances (John) Waggoner of Austin, TX; Charlotte Perry of Selma, AL; brother, Billy (Annette) Kezer of Montgomery, AL; sister-in-law, Kim Beverly and many nieces and nephews.

He served in the US Air Force and was a Vietnam veteran. He enjoyed softball and bowling.

In lieu of flowers, the family asked everyone to make donations to the Community Place Nursing Home Building Fund.

He wouldn’t care if you even mentioned it today but it is my father’s birthday today. I think he will be 67. Tried to call him this morning but no answer. I’m sure he is asleep at this time. Happy Bday Dad!

We started out our Memorial Day with our son waking up with a stomach ache. Throughout the day he would complain his stomach hurt. It was a dull pain according to him. Sometime in the afternoon we got him to get up and take a shower to see if it would make him feel better. As he got in the hot shower he got right back out having to vomit. He said that made him feel a little better.

Later on he still was moaning with abdominal pain. I remembered back when I had appendicitis and how it felt. I finally said “let’s go.” Meaning to the hospital. I knew he would never volunteer to go, so off we went. We arrived at the ER at Baptist at 5:45PM. Fortunately there were few people if any there. We went right into and someone took his vitals. Not 10 minutes later we were called back to a room.

A nurse came in and took some blood and had him provide a urine sample. He laid down and felt a little better but was also sporting a good size head-ache. She also set him up on an IV. My mother called stating she was in the ER at UMC, which I told her that is where we were going. However we went to Baptist as the wait was shorter.

The Doc came in and suggested it might be kidney stones and wanted to run a cat-scan. When he came back he said the cat-scan was clear. It showed no kidney stones and the appendix looked fine. He suggested that we go home and see what, if anything, develops. He said an ultra-sound would be his next choice if he still had the abdominal pains. They gave him some pain medicine and we left. This was around 6:45 – 7:00PM.
We were thinking on the way home, why would they not do an ultra-sound to check? So this morning my wife has contacted the doctors office at UMC and is setting up to take him in for an ultra-sound. We’ll see how that turns out.

My son graduates from high school next week. I am so proud of the fine young man he has become. He’s worked hard and has grown into a compassionate, honest, and responsible young man. I love you, Wes. It is my honor, privilege, and the greatest blessing to be your dad.