Johnathan Wesley Davis Obituary

Everything in her parents garage. It became such an intoxicating allure to be near him.

What can I say about Johnathan, he was the kindest man I have ever known besides my father.

He was loving, fiery, like a storm taking you and making everything that was making me upset dissolve.

He was a devoted father, loved his children and made sure he did everything he could to provide for us.

Us against everything. A relationship that we had will never be repeated in this lifetime, those who know us very well could attest to that. My heart is beyond broken, my soul taken along with his. His children Hilda Mae and Johnathan Enrique will carry his spectacular wit and smarts.

His mother Frankie Mae is like a force he loved to see that fire spirit when he would try and make her mad, hiding her cigarettes and how his Step father Robert would crack jokes with him about anything.

His brother Frank Lewis always looked up to his big Bubba as did Brandi his little sister. His niece Cheyenne had a beautiful baby he got to meet, and Frank Michael and John had a very special funny relationship. He was proud of Frank Michael, for growing up to be such a great young man.

Let's never forget the family he made with his company, Sabrina, Diana, Ernesto, Hernando. They became his family and mine as well. While away from us. Amazing human beings, I will cherish them for ever.

Also never forget all the friends he made throughout his life, life long friends that became like Brothers and sister, Tony, Gloria and Sage like another daughter, Mike, Odin, Jerald, Joe, and many many more that became my friends as well.

No amount of words or gestures will ever bring him back to me.

May my love forever Rest in Peace.

Forever your wife, Lizbeth Davis.

Love you, Miss you, Want you-from the war of the roses.