Jonathon Alan Barnhart

Son, my sunshine

What Jonathon was like

He was funny, rotten, kind and loving. There isn’t anything he wouldn’t do for the ones he loved

Fondest memories of Jonathon

When he was 8 his friend was sleeping over. He asked “what do we sleep on” I looked at him and said “use a fuckn blanket” he thought I walked away but I turned right back around as he said with his lil arm’s stretched out n said like a true smartass “ well where is the fuckn blanket” oh my the look on his face was priceless.

How Jonathon will be missed

His beautiful eyes and that shit eatin grin

How Jonathon will be remembered

He was a very loyal and loving young man

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