I would like to thank everyone for their condolences, thoughts & prayers towards our family! Please spend time with your loved ones!
On February 26, 2012 just after signing a full four year college scholarship to play football at Alabama State University (ASU) our son passed away from a (DVT) blood clot that reached his lungs while waiting to be cared for after arriving by ambulance for two hours in the ER. Our son was 17 years old, 6’7″, and played offensive line at DeMATHA Catholic High School. As Father Day approaches I weep. You’ll in a better place I heard a thousand times. But the reason why I am broken is how long must I want to be with you. For 17 years I tucked my gentle giant in the bed and kissed him on his forehead goodnight. Jesus said, “I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and everyone who lives and believes in me shall never die.” John 11: 25-26. So we hold onto Jesus precious promise that my wife and I will see our son again. Our son last post on Facebook just prior to him getting ill that night was in all caps “I LOVE GOD”. This was Jesus greatest commandment. My son told me a few times that he was so much more than football. I understand now what he meant. He was an Ambassador of God. Four days later after my son death while getting a haircut and weeping in the barber’s chair, a family who was waiting to get their sons haircut said, “Rico it’s time to get your haircut”. I replied and said, “Rico that’s my son’s name”. I ask the mother, “What was her son’s full name”? She replied, “Rico Recardo Webb II”. I replied, “That’s my son’s full name”! Also at the same time a song was playing throughout the barbershop that was my wife, my son, and I special song. This was a message from God that was delivered loud and clear. Your son Rico is here with me! The barbers have told me to this day that they have never seen the couple again. Were they Angels? Five ASU coaches flew from the state of Alabama to Maryland to honor their prize recruit and present me with his football jersey he would never get to where. Our son Rico received a full police escort to his estate resting place where my wife and I will be buried at someday. I visit my son everyday at his resting place. One day as I prayed and cried about my son’s unnecessary death asking god for help, a tall white 6’5″ well dress gentleman walked past my sons resting place smiled and said hello. Ten seconds later I turned around to see what direction he was walking to and he vanished that quickly. I called my sister to tell her about what had just happen. My sister replied, “That was an angel from God letting you know I hear your prayers”. Fifteen minutes later I received a call from the FBI informing me that they believe my sons civil rights were violated and they will begin a full investigation into our son’s death. God is amazing! Jesus will tuck my son into bed and kiss him on his forehead for me! Trust in the lord with all your heart. Click on links below to see who my son was.