He was a great kid. He just made one mistake, and the Lord took him home.

He was laying around a lot. He didn't want to play, he didn't want to eat. He was throwing up.

You wouldn't dream in a million years that something you have on a shoe and walk around with can come off.

He just was ill. He was just hollering and screaming all the time. He just did not know what was causing it.

I think Miller's chickens have finally come home to roost.

You have got to expect those things when you are not at home.