Noah Barker
Hi Grandpa it’s Noah. It’s February 18, 2020 and I still miss you a lot. When my mom told me about the news I cried for the next few days. I just remember the days we had when you and Grandma came down for Thanksgiving and I wish that could still happen. I am 12 currently and I have all advanced classes in 7th grade and my lowest grade is a 96. Baseball is going well, in 2018 I broke my pinkie but I am better than ever and I am going to Cooperstown, New York and Grandma is coming to watch me play there. When ever I go up to Michigan I always see your face on photos and I wish we had spent more time together. And Natalees also doing good. She did gymnastics for a year or two and she is just starting softball. I wish you could watch me play.
Love Noah