I CREATED THIS MEMORIAL FOR MY BROTHER BEBE. BEBE WAS A SWEET SOUL. HE ALWAYS MADE US LAUGH, ALWAYS  CRACKEN JOKES. HE KNEW HOW TO HAVE A GREAT TIME. IT REALLY TOOK A LOT FOR HIM TO GET UPSET ABOUT SOMETHING. MY BROTHER  HAD A GOOD HEART AND WOULD HELP ANYONE. HE LOVED TO BE AROUND HIS FAMILY AND ENJOYED BEING AROUND A LOT OF PEOPLE, HE LOVED TO PARTY.  EVERYONE LOVED TO BE AROUND HIM.
    ABOUT  2 MONTHS BEFORE HIS DEATH, HE  STARTED WORKING AT SYL'S RESTAURANT IN ROCKDALE, IL. BEBE LOVED TO SMOKE WEED. AND DRINK ON THE WEEKENDS,  BUT JUST AS LONG AS HE WORKED AND WAS RESPONSIBLE. AND HE WAS. HE WAS DOING REAL GOOD IN HIS LIFE.
     HE WOULD GIVE ME MONEY WHEN HE GOT PAID. HE WANTED TO HELP ME. HE DIDNT WANT TO SEE ME STRUGGLE. I LOVED HAVING MY BROTHER AROUND. WE ALWAYS HAD ALOT TO TALK BOUT OVER A BLUNT.
     BEBE KNEW I DIDNT WANT HIM DOING ANY OTHER DRUGS.  (CHINA WHITE (HEROIN YOU SNIFF) WAS GOING AROUND AND HE HAD TRYED IT A FEW TIMES IN THE PAST). SO I TOLD HIM BEBE IF YOU DO THAT EVER AGAIN YOU CANT STAY HERE OK. AND HE TOLD ME DIDNT LIKE DOING IT BECAUSE IT MADE HIS CHEST HURT AND HE FELT SICK.  
    EVERYTHING WAS GOING GOOD. AND THEN ONE SNOWY NIGHT AROUND 6, I SEEN THAT HIS FRIEND HAD CALLED WHILE I WAS ON THE PHONE. I DIDNT CLICK OVER. WHEN I GOT OFF THE PHONE I TURNED THE RINGER OFF. BEBE WAS SITTING IN THE FRONT ROOM WITH MY BOYFRIEND WATCHING TV SMOKING WEED. HE WAS  CONTENT AND RELAXING. I WAS LAYING IN THE BACKROOM. THEN I HEARD HIM GET UP FROM THE CHAIR I WALKED OUT AND HE WAS LOOKING AT THE CALLER ID. SO I WALKED IN THE BACK. BEBE HAD CALLED HIS FRIEND BACK. BOUT 20 MINS LATER, I PEEKED FROM THE BACK ROOM  BECAUSE I HEARD HIM GET UP. AND HE WAS LEAVING OUT THE DOOR.  I WALKED TO THE WINDOW AND A RED TRUCK WAS PULLING AWAY.  THE NEXT MORNING MY BOYFRIEND GOT UP I CAN HEAR HIM READING THE CALLER ID.( THE RINGER HAD STILL BEEN OFF.) HE READ OUT HIS FRIENDS NUMBER 2X AND SILVER CROSS. THEN HE I THINK SOMETHINGHAS HAPPEND TO BEBE. I GOT UP AND CALLED HIS FRIEND AND HE GOT ON THE PHONE AND WASNT SAYN ANYTHING, AND THEN A WOMAN GOT ON THE PHONE AND GAVE ME A NUMBER TO CALL AND I WAS TELLING HER IS BROTHER OK WHERE IS HE? SHE JUST KEPT GIVING THIS NUMBER. SO FINALLY I CALLED AND IT WAS THE CORNERS OFFICE, MY HEART JUST DROPPED. I DIDNT DRY, MY LIFE WAS PUT INTO SHOCK MODE OR SOMETHING.  THEY TOLD ME THAT HE OVERDOSE ON HEROIN (CHINA WHITE)AND THAT THE PARAMEDICS DID EVERTHING THEY CAN BUT HE WAS ALREADY GONE WHEN THEY GOT THERE. LATER THAT DAY HIS FRIEND CAME OVER (I THINK GOD WAS HOLDING ME BACK FROM THIS ONE) HE TOLD ME THAT HE ONLY DID A LITTLE THEY DID ,MORE. THEY TOLD HIM THAT THEY WOULD TAKE HIM HOME AND HIS LAST WORDS WERE I CANT GO HOME LIKE THIS RUBY WILL THROW ME OUT. SO HE STOOD AT HIS FRIENDS HOUSE. AND LAYED ON THE FLOOR AND WENT TO SLEEP AND NEVER WOKE UP. HIS FRIEND FOUND HIM AT 5AM THAT MORNING. HE WAS BLUE AND HAD VOMIT IN HIS MOUTH.