I am Jeffrey's Aunt Pat and one of my favorite stories about him is one Halloween about 30 years ago.  I was in my 40's, so I was no spring chicken.  Anyway I dressed up as a witch and I knew Jeffrey was in a bowling league that night and where it was at.  So, of course, I flew there on my broom.  I went in and waited until I saw Jeffrey get up to bowl and then I ran up to him just as he was going to roll the ball and kept hitting him with my broom and mumbling "trick or treat" .  I then ran out.  He never knew it was me until a long long time later but he told everyone what happened, even me, and I had to sit there and listen with a straight face.

I will miss him very much but he will always be in my heart.