In all my memories of uncle Lee Roy, he is smiling and laughing. It takes a village to raise a boy, and I'm blessed to have had the love of uncle Lee Roy and aunt Jocie in my life. My condolences go out to everyone back home mourning the loss of our dear father and uncle. I wish I could be with you all. My fondest memory of uncle Lee Roy was the last time I saw him, fishing and camping at Lake Chicot with aunt Jocie. That is the way I will always remember him. Peace and comfort to you, uncle Lee Roy.