Justin Smith

Justin is also a reason we all enjoy the freedoms in our country. He signed up and served in the United States Marine Corps with honor and integrity. You will always have a place in my heart, I am proud to call you my brother.

I knew him only for a short time when we were working at Albertsons together. He was an amazing man, always joking and just brightening the day. I'll always remember how his face would light up whenever I made his favorite seafood samples in my department. Now he is in a better place where there is no more pain or suffering. Will miss ya Justin.

Justin from the time you asked me to hang out with you outside of work, I knew you were something special. You made going to work fun with your little bird call that you used to make, you always made me laugh, smile and forget all of my worries. No matter what you, always made everything alright. You are my best friend and soulmate, like you always said we're like "Forest and Jenny". I am the luckiest person to have met a generous, outgoing, talented, funny, caring man like you. I wish we could have had more time with each other, but I'm thankful for the time we shared. I miss you so very much, but I know you are in a better place with your mom. Until we meet again, I love you with all my heart. - Tam.

To Justin - we cherish you and will never forget you. Loving son, brother and father forever

To the most special brother anyone could have asked for. I will forever treasure all the memories we had growing up and even when we were miles from one another.... we still remained close and called each other a few times per week. I loved getting your calls. You would always say.....whats up beautiful and then sing me a Stevie Wonder song --- "I just called....to say....I love you." We would always talk about fighting (Justin loved to box and fight) and getting back into "the ring". You'd ask me if I had been working on my punches and if my old man was ready to roll....you would say - "tell him to get ready" and then we would both laugh and laugh. We talked about cooking and shared recipes, check in on each others jobs, ask about how our days were going and if I was ever stressed he would give me his two step philosophy in life --- 1. Don't sweat the small stuff in life and 2. Its all small stuff..... I will never forget when he told me that because it was so true. I could be in some of my hardest times in life and he would tell me....its all small stuff sis. Justin LOVED my puppy dog - Tyson. We would exchange photos and videos and he would always tell me to go ahead and just send him on up there....he said...that pup needs his Uncle Justo so just send him on up here. After we would talk about those things he would go into his voice overs and ask me if I thought he had the type of voice for radio ---- which of course I thought he did. We always did silly stuff together and just tried to make one another laugh or smile. When we would get done talking he would say.......you remind me so much of mom - I don't know what I would do without you - you make me feel at peace. Justin was one of the kindest souls you would have ever met. He literally would have given the shirt of his back - he was very tender hearted. Material things didn't mean much to him so if he saw someone in need....he would try to help in any way he could but if he didn't have the means to help - he would either offer to cook for them or try to make them laugh - anything to just help brighten their life. His favorite thing to do was watch Nascar.....oh, how he loved racing and also playing his guitar. He was very good on the guitar and also an amazing artist. This may be something that most people don't know about him but he was super creative. He loved to build and make things and especially loved to take things apart and then put them back together. He had a brilliant mind with creative/technical things. Growing up he would buy old cars and "pimp" them out. It was so cool because we would always go cruising with whatever his big project was that he just completed. Growing up - Justin's favorite toys were star wars figurines, HE man and tonka trucks. He used to take his tonka truck and wind it up in my hair twisting it in knots. He would have me dress up in camo to go on our next big adventure outside. In Montana, we would always dress in camo and pretend we were hiding from someone staking us out and prepare for war. Pine cones and sticks were our weapons of choice. Every time we would get ready to take over our imaginary enemy - he would suddenly turn on me and tie me to a tree and pelt me with those pine cones -- (a typical brother for you). We ran through fields together, rode our bikes together and ran down the railroad tracks pretending someone was chasing us all the time. We were always looking for an adventure. Justin also loved animals - especially dogs. He said if he had a little land he would have several dogs and he would have a pond where he could go fishing every day. He loved the outdoors and he loved Montana. For me.....losing him is like losing your best friend. I have cherished the moments we had together and appreciate all he has done for me. He warmed my heart in so many ways. No words can really describe what I am trying to say here other than - I love you. You will be missed forever and ever. Can't wait to see you and mom again one day. xo - your baby sis

Theresa Collins Long ---- So sorry for your loss, Justin always had a smile or time to talk when you ran into him. Love you and will miss your smile and short visits. Love all of you Amy and you are in our prayers.