Diego’s Funeral Costs

My brother was 16 years old, and he was the victim of another senseless drive by in Chicago. He liked to play Xbox with his friends, go to parties, talk to girls, and do other normal teenager things. He wasn’t a bad kid. He wasn’t a gangmember. He was a sweet and kind soul. He deserves so much more than this. He’s gone and although this memory will live forever we must lay him to rest. I love you Diego. RIP.