A member of Saint Pius X Catholic Church, Mr. Little participated in the Squires Circle, as an altar server, in the youth choir and with Life Teen. He was preceded in death by grandparents, Allen and Mary Johnson of Edgerton, Ohio. In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to the Heritage High School Drama Department in care of Michelle Thorn or to Father Flanagin's Boys Town of Georgia. When somebody dies, a cloud turns into an angel, and flies up to tell God to put another flower on a pillow. A bird gives the message back to the world, and sings a silent prayer that makes the rain cry.
People disappear, but they never really go away.
The spirits up there put the sun to bed, wake up grass, and spin the earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you can see them dancing in a cloud during the day-time, when they're supposed to be sleeping. They paint the rainbows and also the sunsets and make waves splash and tug at the tide. They toss shooting stars and listen to wishes. And when they sing windsongs, they whisper to us, don't miss me too much.