Lynette Stafford

Railroaded

Railroaded He called himself curious. He had a vivid imagination, loved trains, wanted everything blue – turquoise if you could oblige him, had a loud laugh, had high energy, enjoyed his life, and had a crafty GiGi. He is a light in this world and his name is Trey. Trey was in the first grade and for a child who had issues with noise from infanthood up, he sure was noisy.