This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Jeremy Yancey who was born in Oklahoma on January 18, 1980 and passed away on April 25, 2009 at the age of 29. We will remember him forever.

My family has learned the hard way that the justice system should be called the injustice system. A murderer walks free. I am so angry about what has happened, or should I say about what has NOT happened. We are left empty and lonely and our lives will never be the same. It just doesn't make any sense to me.

It's not getting any easier for me, in fact it's getting harder. The person responsible should have to pay for what he did.

I just think that this is wrong on so many levels. My grandchildren have lost their daddy and the murderer is out living his life like nothing ever happened. I've been told that the murderer and his father are going to every one in town that will listen to them, and saying awful things about my son to try and justify what was done. As far as Jeremy's family is concerned, there is NO justification for my son's life being taken from him.

We lost someone that was very precious to us. I lost my firstborn child, my children lost a brother, and Jeremy's children lost their father. Nothing can bring him back. I'm thankful to God that Jeremy gave his heart to the Lord only 6 days before he was murdered. We know beyond a shadow of a doubt that Jeremy is now walking with Jesus in heavenly places and that we will see him again!

We are trying to be strong for his children, but it is so hard. I don't want the anger and frustration we feel over the situation to be projected on to them. One day at a time, that is the best that we can do.

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And God Said

I said,
“God, I hurt,”
And God said,
“I know.”

I said, “God,
I cry a lot.”
And God said,
“That is why I gave you tears.”

I said, “God,
I am so depressed.”
And God said,
“That is why I gave you sunshine.”

I said,
“God, life is so hard.”
And God said,
“That is why I gave you loved ones.”

I said,
“God, my Son died.”
And God said,
“So did mine.”

I said,
“God, it is such a loss.”
And God said,
“I saw my Son nailed to the cross.”

I said,
“God, but your son lives.”
And God said,
“So does yours.”

I said,
“God, where is he now.”
And God said,
“Mine is on my right and yours is in the Light.”

I said, “God, it hurts.”
And God said, “I know.”
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