Our son Matthew is truly a blessing from God. Such a good son, good person and good in every aspect. He wanted to save the world and everybody in it. Then on March 14, 2007 ,for reasons beyond comprehension, Matthew was found shot to death along with our longtime neighbors who lived just behind our home. These neighbors were people we’d known many years. Their home had an arsenal of guns and an angry 16 -year-old son. That angry 16-year-old gained access to unsecured loaded guns and confessed to shooting to death both biological parents and our beloved Matthew. I blame myself thinking if only I had taken Matt on to Jackson, Mississippi earlier to have needed surgery on his broken knee-cap. Or, why did I ask Matt to try to befriend to someone who had no friends? I never saw the red flags – only the sense of not understanding what was going on with this sociopath. I kept thinking, how can I help? My precious baby son Matthew, I praise God for every millisecond we’ve been blessed with and the loving, cherished moments we’ve shared. I yearn for you every moment of everyday and so does everyone else. One-of-a-kind and beloved by all who know you. Matthew, with all your boyish charm and sense of humor, nothing will ever be right. Nothing can compare. All the fun times with your friends. They all so love and miss you, son. Your brother Daniel and your Daddy are in a mental state I don’t have words for. It scares me and I pray to God that no other family on earth ever has to go through this mental anguish. I want to scream at our lawmakers: GUNS IN THE HOME MUST BE LOCKED UP NOW!
Tribute to Matthew Whittington
January 3, 2012 By 4 Comments
I’m so sorry for your loss.
My precious angel not a moment goes by that you are not loved and missed beyond comprehension. All this senseless pain and anquish so some gun idiot’s mad at the world offspring has access to guns. Well they had all their guns for protection and their own offspring shot them to death with it! All the guns in the world could not protect them from their own son. Then the sociopath you raised to kill staged the shooting spree killing my beloved baby son, my Matthew, my Gift from God. Forgive me God I still have a way to go before I can go about claiming I forgive any of that entire bloodline for teaching their young to kill for fun!
Precious baby son I love you so much. I do try everyday to address the issue of guns in the hands of children, young adults, dangerous people, criminals and terrorists. Try to pass on to others that their guns need to be stored in a solid steel safe not accessable to their children, young adults, dangerous people, criminals and terrorists only to see, hear and experience that over and over that what that mongrel idiot did to you, what you endured has happened again! The devestation is overwhelming and the killing of innocent people has got to be stopped. Matthew you are so loved and missed by all of us and all the community. I need more bear hugs, I didn’t get all my bear hugs and I don’t know why people in this little bitty town have to have so many loaded guns unsecured in their houses. If someone is reading this “LOCK UP YOUR GUNS” so your offspring don’t get mad at you and shoot you to death along with innocent people. Stop the slaughter! God Bless
Matthew its been 1,851 days. Mother loves you and yearns for you everyday. We all do. Not a moment goes by that I’m not brought back to March 14, 2007 and all you endured at the hands of a underage neighbor with access to guns. We all tried to help him by being there for him. What the hell did the s.o.b. do this for? What were John & Jeri thinking they were all about guns and knew not to leave guns where he could get them. Then to leave their guns unsecured with their offspring being such an angry person claiming he hated them & they wouldn’t let him do anything. Matthew I had ask you to try and be a friend and I’m overwhelmed with guilt. I’ll never trust anyone ever again. I never saw the evil living right behind me. This is horror and terror beyond comprehension and the nightmares only get worse. I can’t make any sense of them. Matt I love you so much Giddy-Boo.