Killed by gun May 24, 1998, at age 20
My son, Malcom Ray Curd, Jr., had a lot of dreams. One of his dreams was for him and I to move to a larger and better place. Malcom loved his three children and spent as much time as he could with them. Malcom had a lot of friends and their memories of Malcom are the way he loved to joke around and make people laugh. Malcom spent time playing with the neighbors’ children, water gun fights and water balloon fights. The kids had fun playing with Malcom and so did Malcom.
Malcom was my only child. He would help me around the house and would like to iron my clothes for the next day. When Malcom and I would spend time together, he would like to order pizza for us.Malcom had plans to better his life, and someone came and took all of that away from him and took my son away from me.
These are just some of the memories of my son.
By Rose L. Curd, Mother