On August 21, 2013, my son Timothy was gunned down with a 9mm Glock. That was the day my life changed forever. That was also the day that my grandson Ezekiel, aka EZ, lost his father, whom he shall never remember. Timothy was murdered by a drug dealer, who didn’t have any love or hope in life. Timothy was an inspiration to many. He enjoyed singing and playing chess in his spare time. He also loved his family, friends and, most importantly, his son Ez. Timothy was only 24 years old at the time of transition and is forever missed by his family.