Submitted by: Leslie Gentry (Mother)
My Tribute: Jolly was 22. Everyone who met him loved him. He was happy, funny, helpful, and silly. He was the kind of person people were drawn to because of his positive energy and easygoing nature. He was also as stubborn as they came, but he loved with his whole heart and always wanted to hug and kiss his family. My son, my beautiful boy, had a metal plate in his head from being jumped, and they cracked his skull, which caused daily headaches, and he had a deteriorating spine from a football injury. He spent the last few years seeking something to ease his pain. In the end, it was Fentanyl that took the pain away and turned him into someone he didn’t like. When he finally surrendered and went into detox, he lasted 3 days. He fell asleep on the 3rd night, and they found him in the morning. My beautiful baby boy, I didn’t get to say goodbye – none of us did. He left so suddenly- I know he wouldn’t have left us on purpose. No more hugs, no more kisses, no more laughter. I miss him so much.