This memorial website was created in
the memory of our loved one, Jeremie Benjamin Quiming (JB) who was born in San Francisco California on September 20, 1986 and was murdered (shot in the left ear at close range) on August 27, 2006 at the age of 19. We will love and remember him forever.
We love you son.
To our precious Son and Brother JB
We miss you more eveyday.
Not a day goes by where we don't feel that awful pain from missing you.
We know you are happy on the "Other Side" and are watching over us down here.
Our pain from loosing you will never go away for as long as we live until we are re-united with you.
Until then JB please help us and surround us as much as you can.
Let us feel your presence and let us see the signs you send us.
All we have now to comfort us are the beautiful memories of you honey.
We love and miss you so much.
Mom,Dad, Nikki, Justin, Jayshon and Jaymian.
JB we love and miss you so
Mom I love you and I'm
always by your side day and
I LOVE YOU MOM
A coward killed my son with this
THERE WILL BE JUSTICE FOR THE
BRUTAL SENSELESS MURDER OF
OUR SON AND BROTHER "JB"
This Ribbon represents a murdered child.
Parents of Murdered Children is an organization that
helps parents and loved ones who are bereaved.
Thank you for visiting JB's memorial page.
It would mean a lot to us if you would light a candle in his memory or leave a tribute.
It brings great comfort to know that you care to keep his memory alive.
IT ONLY SEEMS LIKE YESTERDAY SINCE YOU WENT AWAY,GOD CALLED FOR YOU TO EARN YOUR WINGS,OH HOW IT BROKE MY HEART THAT DAY!
AS TIME GOES BY I WONDER IF THINGS WILL GET ANY EASIER FOR ME...
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO AWAY,JUST TELL ME HOW CAN THIS BE?
LIFE CAN SEEM SO UNFAIR WHEN WE LOSE THE ONES WE DEARLY LOVE, YOU FIND YOURSELF WONDERING JUST WHAT YOU'RE WORTHY OF.
ONE MINUTE ALL YOU LOVE IS THERE AND IN AN INSTANCE IT'S ALL GONE, ALTHOUGH I HAVE YOUR MEMORIES,HOW CAN I CARRY ON?
I KNOW A PART OF YOU IS STILL HERE WITH ME AND WILL FOREVER BE,
INSIDE MY HEART I CARRY YOU AND ALL YOUR MEMORIES.
EACH TIME I FEEL I'M ALL ALONE & THAT YOU'RE FAR AWAY... I'LL LOOK INSIDE THIS HEART OF MINE,WHERE YOU'LL FOREVER STAY!
"WRITTEN BY DAWN ELMORE"...3-07-07
1ST PLACE TROPHY WINNER
We love and miss you so much JB
Come visit us in our dreams
Our son and brother JB (Jeremie Benjamin)
Jeremie Benjamin Quiming was born on September 20th 1986.
We called him JB. His father was Benjamin Quiming who died just 2 weeks after JB was born. When JB was 18 months old his mother Linda Aceves formerly LInda Quiming met Jose Aceves who took on the father role of JB and his older sister Nicole. Linda and Jose had another son between them which is JB's younger brother Justin. Jose used to call JB chacho which is slang in Spanish for "little boy". One day JB started calling Jose chacho which then turned into daddy. Even at the age of 19 he would still call him daddy.
JB was very talented in many things. Whether it was Art, skateboarding, cutting hair, martial arts or making up his own jokes and phrases. He always seemed to make everything he did his own. JB was always saying stupid stuff to make people laugh. One of his favorite pick up lines for girls was "Hey boo I bet your farts smell like roses" or "hey you got sexy kneecaps". Now if those weren't ice breakers. Anyways he always got a phone number from the girls.
He was a perfectionist in everything he did. He kept to himself a lot but when it came to family and friends he was always there to protect and when you least expected it he would make you laugh. He was never an easy person to figure out because of his seemingly rough outer shell. However he had a soft side to him which was equally as strong.
JB had a few troubled years but made a 100% turnaround. He had gotten a good job and had future plans to get married to his girlfriend Brianna and have children someday. He used to say "My kids are gonna be hella cute" and smirk. JB loved his mom Linda. He always told her that he was gonna live with her forever and mom was ok with that. They had a real close relationship. She understood him and knew what he needed and always gave him his space.
One of his happiest days was when his nephew Jaymian was born. To Jaymian he was known as Uncle Dom Dom and JB called Jaymian Punker.
Although JB kept to himself, he was alwyas happy to see his family and friends and would always put a smile on your face. He loved to laugh. The size of his heart was evident.
In a nutshell if you were fortunate to know JB even for a short while it was an honor, because he was a loving son and a caring brother and a good loyal friend to the end. Most of all a loving, loyal handsone young man. Words or tears can never express how much our son and brother will be missed.
We love and miss you JB......ALWAYS......... xoxoxoxoxo
"JB" FOREVER FREE
A Spiritual Journey
Life is a spiritual journey from
the first day of our birth,
Life is a spiritual journey on this
dark planet called earth.
Life is a spiritual journey -
we're here to learn all we can,
Life is a spiritual journey -
a special gift from God to man
I wish dreams were like wishes
And wishes came true
Because in my dreams
I’m always with you
YOU ARE THE LIGHT OF OUR LIFE
A NEW BEGINNING
OF ETERNAL LIFE
LET YOUR SPIRIT FLY FREE
We are connected my child and I
by an invisible cord not seen by the eye.
It’s not like the cord that connects us at birth,
this cord can’t be seen by any on earth.
This cord does its work right from the start,
it binds us together, attached by the heart
I know that it’s there, though no one can see
this invisible cord, from my child to me.
The strength of this cord,
it’s hard to describe,
it can’t be destroyed, it can’t be denied.
It’s stronger than any cord man could create;
it withstands the test, can hold any weight.
And though you are gone and you’re not here with me,
the cord is still there though no one can see.
It pulls at my heart, I am bruised, I am sore,
but this cord is my lifeline as never before.
I’m thankful that God connects us this way,
a mother and child…Death can’t take it away.
JB loved Skateboarding
STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN
If tears could build a stairway
and memories a lane
I'd walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again.
I Worship God
'till death do my part
God is my Guard and Savior.
We miss you
2 COUSINS GONE TO HEAVEN
Jacob May 27th 2006
JB August 27th 2006
San Francisco Natives
JB & Jacob
We miss u always and love u forever
JB's cousin Jacob
October 30-1980 to May 27-2006
Jacob was killed by a drunk driver
My Angel in Heaven with my 2 Angels on Earth
JB with his older sister Nicole (Nikki) and younger brother Justin
JB GONE TO HEAVEN
"OUR HEARTS ARE BROKEN
UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN"
Heaven's gate swung gently open,
The Master called softly, "Come,"
And you, dear one, took the Master's hand,
And your work on earth was done.
We'll never cease to miss you,
And shed many silent tears,
Because we cannot share with you
Our hopes, our joys, our fears.
But one day, in God's garden,
When the Master calls us to come.
You'll be at the gates with open arms
And say to us, "Welcome Home
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free!
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard him call,
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone, must stay that way,
I found peace at close of day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy!
A love shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah yes! These things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I've savored much
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, he set me free.
WE LOVE YOU
My Mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach
that never wash away . . .
I watch over my surviving mom,
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others . . .
a smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see
tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with death
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows
it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door . . .
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her . . .
or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her . . .
and show her that you care.
And if I go, while you’re still here…
Know that I live on,
Vibrating to a different dimension
- behind a thin veil you cannot see through.
You will not see me, So you must have faith.
I wait the time when we can soar together again,
- both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life to its fullest.
And when you need me,
Just whisper my name in your heart,
…I will be there.
While I’m asleep
My soul travels to the other side
To Gods Kingdom
Were you now reside
Everything is beautiful and peaceful
And no one does harm
I can’t wait to go home and hold you in my arms.
Life without you will never be the same
No matter how much time has passed
It’s still so much pain
I know you don’t want us to shed many tears
But instead cherish the memories and happy times
We had through the years.
I love and miss you JB
A BLESSING FROM ABOVE
Your time on earth seemed all too brief
because I wanted you in my life forever.
And although I really miss you,
in my heart I know that you are at peace.
Still, countless times throughout the day
I find myself remembering you.
Although I cannot see or hear you,
I know that you are with me.
I'll feel you in the warmth of the summer sun.
I'll see you in the brilliance of autumn leaves.
You'll be beside me in the peacefulness of a gentle snowfall
and rejoice with me at the emergence
of the first flowers of spring.
I'm thankful for the times we shared
and the priceless memories too;
for those memories are a comfort now when I lovingly -
In Loving Memory of
Jeremie Benjamin Quiming
Sep 20, 1986 - Aug 27, 2006
YOU ARE THE GREAT SPIRIT
FOREVER FREE "JB"
WE LOVE AND MISS YOU SO MUCH
OUR LIVES WILL NEVER BE THE SAME....
Can't wait to be with you and hold you in my arms again.
Brother Justin, Sister Nicole and JB
JB and Brianna
JB and Nephew Jaymian
Uncle Dom Dom and Punker
Justin Nikki & JB
Thank you Angie Trevizo
When God calls...
When GOD calls little children
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question
the wisdom of His Love.
For no heartache compares with
the death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world
seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps GOD tires of calling
the aged to His fold.
So He picks a rosebud
before it can grow old.
GOD knows how much we need them,
and so he takes but a few
To make the land of Heaven
more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult
Still somehow we must try.
The saddest word mankind knows
will always be "Good-bye".
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize GOD loves children,
Angels are hard to find.
I wish I could turn back the hands of time
Mom and Son
I love you forever JB
I HAVE NOT TURNED MY BACK ON YOU
SO THERE'S NO NEED TO CRY;
I AM WATCHING YOU FROM HEAVEN
JUST BEYOND THE MORNING SKY;
I'VE SEEN YOU FALL APART
WHEN YOU COULD BARELY STAND;
I ASKED THE LORD TO COMFORT YOU
AND WATCHED HIM TAKE YOUR HAND;
HE TOLD ME YOU WERE IN MORE PAIN
THAN I COULD EVER BE;
HE WIPED HIS EYES AND
THEN GAVE YOUR HAND TO ME;
ALTHOUGH YOU MAY NOT FEEL MY TOUCH
OR SEE ME BY YOUR SIDE;
I WHISPERED THAT I LOVE YOU
WHILE I DRIED EACH TEAR THAT YOU CRIED.
Mourn not the Cocoon for the Butterfly has flown
This little dove of peace
flies from site to site
Please take it to your site
or feel free to give it to someone
who has lost someone Dear to them
May it help in some way
to give them comfort.
Let your spirit soar high
Sadly Missed Son
I’ve come for a little chat, son
I know that you can hear,
whenever things are difficult
I always come back here.
I tidy around and talk to you
And think about the past,
All those precious moments
Destined not to last.
I feel your eyes upon me
As I turn to walk away,
And that little chat I've had with you
Gets me through another day
TO LOOSE JB
tears without end
days without nights
night without day
time without forgetting
food without taste
sleep without rest
sorrow without comfort
pain without limit
emptiness without bottom
A Special Angel
There's a special angel in Heaven
That is a part of me.
It is not where I wanted him,
But where God wanted him to be.
He was here just a moment,
Like a night time shooting star.
And though he is in Heaven
He isn't very far.
He touched the hearts of many,
Like only an angel can do.
I would've held him every minute,
If the end I only knew.
So I send this special message
To Heaven up above.
Please take care of my angel,
And send him all my love.
IF GOD BRINGS YOU TO IT,
HE WILL BRING YOU THROUGH IT.
HAPPY MOMENTS, PRAISE GOD
DIFFICULT MOMENTS, SEEK GOD
QUIET MOMENTS, WORSHIP GOD.
PAINFUL MOMENTS, TRUST GOD,
EVERY MOMENT THANK GOD
"“Missing someone gets easier, because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will.""
OUR HEARTS ARE BROKEN INTO A MILLION PIECES
LIGHT A CANDLE
Light a candle for those we mourn
Into a new life they will be born.
Do not look for them at the gravesite.
They are somehwere else radiating their beautiful light.
They have gone to a new world where there is no darkness, no pain.
Their light and essence will always remain.
Light a candle for those who have left this mortal place.
They are free to travel through time and space.
When we think of them, they are near.
When we sit in a beautiful garden, their voices we hear.
When we listen to a divine symphony,
We close our eyes, their faces we see.
Light a candle for they have not really gone.
With each flickering flame,in your hearts they will always belong.