Joseph was born March 14, 1983 weighing in at 11 lbs. He was a great child who was always happy. Joseph always told his Dad and me that he loved us and gave us a kiss and a hug. He was outgoing and loved spending time with family and friends. He was always ready to help anyone that needed it.

Joseph was never shy in telling his family that he loved us and it did not matter who was around. He was a hugger and was never embarrassed about giving Mom and Dad a hug and kiss. A few people would call him a "mama's boy". He would just smile and say "Yes, I am!" He would always tell us and if he was not home he called. He would call 10 to 20 times a day. I can hear him now. Joseph would say "Hey! What's up where you’re at?" even if he had just talked to you ten minutes before. His dad and I would laugh when our phone would ring because we knew it was him. We knew how the conversation would start and we also knew how the conversation would end. "I'll talk to you later. I love you!" Now the phone doesn't ring much anymore. What I would give for my phone to ring again. I miss him so much my heart will ache forever. When Joseph left he took a big part of me with him.

Joseph loved going to the car races and on Sunday afternoons that is where he loved to be. Joseph worked in car detailing for a few years. He also worked in carpentry and roofed houses. Joseph was the type of person that loved to be always on the go. When he was little we would always tell him we should have named him "Joe Go".