Stephanie Edwards-Griffin
Victor, it has been 5 months and 6 days since you left us and not one day goes by without me thinking of you. I have waited to write this tribute because I thought it would be easier for me to express my feelings, but it's not, when you died a part of me died too and that part of me will never heal. When we met at Indian Springs I was 14. The first time I saw you, you were skating; oh, I can see you so vividly skating around that rink. At the time, I was too young to date and our friendship was purely platonic, but Mr. Williams always kidded us that we were going to get married one day, we laughed it off at the time. However, Mr. Williams was right. You and I eventually did get married and we had a beautiful and healthy son, who became your whole world the second you laid eyes on him in the delivery room. Although we divorced a few years later, part of our souls stayed linked together until the day Jesus called you home. Married or divorced you were always my best friend and my rock. I do not think we ever let more than 3 or 4 days, at the most, go by without talking to each other. Our life was not always a bed of roses though and we would fuss and argue with each other, but at the end of the day, you were always my person. I always knew you were there for me always no matter what jam I got myself into, and there were plenty through the years, you were always my hero. Not only were you the BEST father to our son, later in life you stepped into the father role again to my son Alex, you proved blood did not matter when comes to being a father. You left behind a legacy as a great son, brother, father, granddaddy, best friend and a great man. Our two beautiful grandkids will grow up knowing just how proud you were to be their grandaddy and how much you loved them. I will always love you and I hope when my time on this earth is finished we will see one another again.