Jeffrey Scott Dennis

Jeff was the second of three children, with an older brother, Ben, and a younger sister, Katie. He spent his childhood in Natchitoches, where he attended church with his family and accepted Christ into his heart at the age of nine.

Jeff was gifted in many ways. He excelled academically, remaining on the honor roll throughout his school years. He moved to Shreveport in his teens and went on to attend BPCC and Southern University, and had plans to attend LSUS for a graphic design major. He was also a computer whiz and was always the first one to be called for any computer glitch or just to answer questions. But if there was one gift that took the spotlight, it would have to be his musical talent. He was playing piano by ear in his early teens and later the guitar. His musical talent knew no bounds and he became proficient on the piano, guitar, bass guitar, and drums, all self-taught. He even went on to write, sing, and record his own music. Our fondest memories are of him holding his guitar.

Jeff married his dream girl, Christine Kaspar, on July 3, 2006. They bought their first home in Shreveport in 2009 and discovered they were expecting a baby in December of that same year. Unfortunately, he did not live to see his son come into the world. He passed from this life into heaven in the early morning hours of February 7, 2010, Superbowl Sunday. He went to sleep and never woke up.

JEFFREY'S SON, PARKER

His beautiful baby son, Parker, was born on August 10, 2010, much to our delight. We felt that God, in his mercy, had let us keep a part of Jeff with us.

Jeff is survived by family and friends who still grieve for this wonderful man. To know him is to love him. We, as a family, were more than willing to donate his organs and tissue because we know that is what he would have wanted.

Thank you, LOPA, for helping Jeff to live on.

Don't stand by my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond's glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
Don't stand by my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.