James Luden Mock

This memorial website was created to remember our dearest James Luden Mock, aka Ghost, who was born in Florida on April 8, 1988 and passed away on May 19, 2007. You will live forever in our memories and hearts.

Ghost always had a positive outook on life and he would want everyone to celebrate his life, rather than mourn his death. So do something that he loved and think of him when you do it. 

 Ghost loved his family and friends and now it is time for us to remember him for his love. Every person that he knew was touched in some way by him. 

Jimmy was determined to graduate high school and had even talked about going to college. Unfortunately Jimmy didn't make it to that point, but he certainly deserved to graduate. 

If anyone has anything else to add here please let me know!!! I started this site but I by no means know it all, so please feel free to send it and as long as it doesnt violate the sites policy I will add it. Thanks

A Son

No one knows in this walk of life what a soul or human being is worth
Until you are holding that precious someone at birth
You hold that small hand and hug that small face
And you raise this small child to become part of your race
You do everything in their interest; you do the best that you can
You are the father now; this is to continue for your life span
You watch and you teach to see them become what was once you
This is what my forefathers taught when all sons were new
I don’t claim to be a saint; I’m a good father, I hope, at best
But now I will have to put my beloved son to rest
In the dark of the night when nothing else mattered
A son as I knew him walked a girl in the rain and tatter
Their two bodies not seen by approaching lights
He pushes her out of the way in the deadliest of nights
I stand here now over his grave
I wish to God now I weren’t this mental slave
I stand here in suit and tie and place a flower in memory of his name
But I have to remember, as father and son, we were once the same.
In my mind of all the hopes and dreams
Now it’s nothing more than a boulevard of broken dreams.

I will miss you with all of my heart,
Your Father