And he was my friend. In life you may not have a name. In life your name may become what you do. Baker. Hanger. Dorman. Smith. And In life your name may be preceeded by he who created the legend (or lore). In this instance... the media is all over it. In Tampa and Indiana it is hit the hardest. ESPN and Foxnews all have their coverage. Countless others do as well. The one thing they have in common... is that each article is preceeded by focus of the father. James comes second in his articles, his peer's reactions, his former instructors insight. They all fail to see the light that James has been trying to direct to their eyes. James always wanted to be an individual, liked because he was James, not Tony's son. He loved his family, and was proud of his heritage. He wanted to be taken seriously, not handed platters. He wasn't the type of child who was handed whatever he wanted. He worked for his priviledges. He strided in school because he worked hard. Now in all respect, I am not saying that Tony is not important in any of this. His son just wanted the respect. His son wanted his own light. This may be his last chance. Please don't take it away. I believe this is one of the reasons he is not with us today. Please, for the sake of James... pass this on. At least In death he should have his own name. To me (in life and) in death he shall have his own name. His name was James Dungy. His name was James Dungy. His name was James Dungy. If you agree with this... or want to add a comment... or just wish to leave your name feel free to. Distribute this, or not... just remember him.