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A short message to a great friend

 Hello Friends,

        I wrote a few days ago a blog regarding the lost of my great friend Eric Catlapp. He was a humble producer who always had a smile. I decided to make a short video regarding how I feel towards his loss. My little sister joined me as you guys can see but my message was sincere. I will miss my producer who always pushed me to go above and beyond.

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  1. UnknownJune 2, 2013 at 11:50 AM

    This is so wonderful. My prayers are with Eric's family and friends. I think it is very nice of you to be dedicating your show to him. Show's he was a huge role-model to you and everyone who worked with him. Your little sis is super cute by the way

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  2. UnknownJune 4, 2013 at 11:12 AM

    Thank you hun I appreciate you being there for me. Yes he was a huge role model in my career and his spirit will live with me. She was being silly through the video lol.

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