Thank You Nichole

Thanks You Nichole for sending me these pics of Justin, I love to see new ones. I wish everyone that had pictures of Justin would send them to me.

I recieved this email, two days ago. This is what it said

Hello,

My name is Ben Schmauss and I had the honor of serving with your son Justin in the Florida Tampa Mission. At the end of my mission while serving as an assistant to the president with Elder Spencer we stayed the night with Justin and his new companion and had the opportunity to go out and do some work together. I happened to have my video camera and captured a few short clips of your son. As I explained on your blog I was impressed to google Justin last night and as I read your story I was truly humbled. I believe he is working from the other side and I am grateful that your family is continuing to be instruments in the Lords and Justins hands. Thank you for your blog and the impact it had on me. I hope these 3 small clips bring some smiles to your face.

This was his comment,

I also had the opportunity of serving with Elder Huggins. I have one very specific memory of standing outside of a grocery store in the Southern Part of our mission singing hymns to everyone that walked by. I actually have some of our experience on tape. I sat up last night and while working through some thoughts I was having I felt guided to search for Elder Huggins on google. I came across this blog and my heart was touched. I was so humbled last night by your burden Sister Huggins. I was impressed to repent and begin to live life in a much fuller manner. May the spirit comfort you during this time without your son. My prayers will be with you and your family.
Ben Schmauss
FTM 2002-2004

I miss you

I did it......................... I cleaned out his bat bag.

I could not sleep last night, I tossed and turned then finally got up and went in Justin's room to lay down. Then I got to thinking is it time to put his stuff away, clean out his clothes in his closet. Then I looked over at his baseball bag, Then I remembered a conversation I had with Jalyn the other night, about his baseball bag that I have not went through it yet, she asked me why, I didn't have a answer except, The last time I saw him alive he was in his eastern ball shirt, blue ball socks and eastern coat and hat and his bat bag slung over his shoulder. I was hugging him telling him to come home and him telling me to save it. So I guess I was scared of the memories I would find in there. But I did it, and here are my feeling and the pic's of what i found.



This is the hat he had the last time I saw him alive, which was the hat he had on when he got in the accident, also his boots and his sock are stuffed in side.
His batting Gloves and his bat.
YES his cup which he was proud of cause it was a XL hahahaha.





His baseball helmet with his finger prints , dirt and tar on it.
His balls
His cleats


with dirt still on them



I found his white arm bands he wore every game just right below his elbows. They still had dirt on them and of course i smelled them.




His eastern shirt It also has dirt on it.
His pant and they were turned wrong side out like he was in a hurry to get them off. At his funeral Greg Madsen said Justin never felt liked he played a good game unless his pants were dirty and here is the proof.

His blue socks they were also turned wrong side out and YES i smelled them.
By this time i was crying when i found his extra glove there was this ball inside it. he never left a glove just lay there without a ball in it because he said it would mishap. We buried him with his glove he always used, yes we put a ball in it.

He had 2.00 and his needle and leather to re lace his glove when it broke.