God took the fragrance of a flower, The majesty of a tree, The gentleness of the morning dew, The calm of a quiet sea, The beauty of a twilight hour, The soul of starry night, The laughter of the rippling brook, Then grace of a bird in Flight, Then God fashioned from these things A creation like no other, And when His masterpiece was through, He called it simply ......MOTHER (May god make your soul rest peacefully mom. love anita

Je veux maintenant faire ma vie......

Our dear baby angel. You were too fragile for this world. You'll always be in our hearts and I'll cherish the brief time you shared my body. Someday when we meet, I will finally hold you in my arms. Love, Your Mom & Dad (Suzanne & Michael)

Barbara Ann Anderson, daughter of deceased Walter F Reice and Margaret (Monte). She was and still is the beloved identical twin sister born only 3 minutes after Elizabeth (Bette)L. (Reice)Gibson. She is the beloved baby sister of Joan(Reice)Hadry. She is the loving mother to William K. Anderson(deceased)(Billy). She is with her baby boy now at peace. Special and loving aunt to Melanie Ann(after her m.name)(gibson)Gordon, she is also the beloved godmother and confirmation sponser to Melanie. She is a beloved aunt to Michael, Rachel,Claire,Leonora,Jane,Wally and a host of other great neices and nephews(withholding last names out of respect for those who are unaware of being on this memorial). She is the special and devoted, caring aunt to Thomas, her and Billy's "bub" and Emily Elizabeth Gordon. Sister in law to William Edward Gibson, and honorary aunt to Tom Gordon Jr.
Aunt Barbara is sadly and mournfully missed by a host of close friends, such as Irene, Joan,MaryA., Mary B. and Mary D.,Roberta and many many others.
What will we do here left without her love? Her laughter? Her companionship? And her ability to comfort us in our own troubles? Aunt Barbara(Babs, Aunt Bobbi, as she was frequently called by my family) was such an important part of our lives, and still remains my closest relative other than my mom and dad. Is it true? Does God break our hearts to show he only takes the best? She left us to go to her son and God on New Years eve. 2003. But not before she fought valiantly for her life, often in vain with no answers and struggled to do what was required of her to have her heart surgery. Due to circumstances beyond her control, and fate, I suppose, it seems she fought for nothing, she loved life and wanted to live, however since her sons death she has been brokenhearted and I am sure it was an easy choice to make when she saw his handsome face and warm smile, reaching out for his mom and welcoming her home, so maybe being led to Our lady's hospital was fate, an answer that Mary our mother was indeed listening and had a special homecoming awaiting her. Barbara was a carefree spirit, who loved to laugh at illness and life and dance even when she felt like dying. She gave inspiration and hope to others when they were down, always praying for her loved ones and others she hardly knew. Families being imperfect as they are, she came from a loving family who loved her and helped her the best that they could, as other family members including myself, needed help also. I hope Aunt Barbara that you understood, how rough my moms life has been since I became ill. She has battled cancers and leg surgey bypass and diabetes herself and couldnot be there for you alot of the time. She had no choice but to help me, as having Emily does not mean I am healthy, it just means I am blessed. I miss you babs, I miss our nightime walks, our long talks about the unknown. I miss laughing hysterically with you over nothing. I miss you and I am disapointed that I didn't get the chance to make good on my promise to you. I tried to. I loved you with all of my heart all of the time, I always spoke to God and asked him to please help my Babs, I couldn't believe how much you endured and I longed for you to be free of all of the things that haunted your body and soul. Your life was never easy, battling one illness after the other and watching your son struggle with his own, desparately praying to God for a miracle for him. It was so hard to be on the other end watching you, sometimes it hurt so bad, I didn't want to fight my own fights, as I had no energy left watching you. If only there was some way I could hear your voice again, If only....if only I could tell you one more time what you mean to me, how many memories flash in my mind....nights watching spiders on the step with Billy, sitting around watching Leno, or Letterman, or some scary movie late at night. Ordering pizzas at midnight with Billy. Playing with the dogs...talking laughing, enjoying life even with its challenges. The love you showed my son, he is heartbroken Aunt Barb, he is just so broken over you. You meant more to him than you could imagine, calling you and visiting you often and walks and playing at your house, talking about Billy, just knowing you were there for him, you will beso sadly missed by him. I still feel you here. I know you won't leave your other half, no matter what problems you two have ever had, there was a bond unlike any other bond between anyone and my mother feels your loss so sharply, almost like she is dying herself. I am so glad in the end you both were talking, she would have never left you alone, its just circumstances and the two side rule...she got hurt sometimes too, I hope people understand that. If they have sisters or brothers, than they will know what I mean...Life happens and we are not perfect creatures, God may not have liked the tension between you but I am sure he didn't like alot of things he saw. what was perfect however was my moms unconditional love for you, and yours for her. I watch her now, she is devastated andI know that isn't what you wanted for her, please comfort her, please, in the end she was there and you knew that much and she was not at all ready for the pain she is in, I love you we all do...In UNISON...lol(private joke).
I am hearing so many fun stories about you...you were a riot as a kid. The two of you were so funny. I wish I had known you then before the burdens of living hit you and mom. I am grateful though for my childhood, you were inseparable most of the time, living just 4 doors away from me for 27 years. I saw you mostly everyday, even just passing. Such a teeny neighborhood, we wereup each others butt!!!LOL. I can't help but feel so overwhelmed now, looking at our homes...there is nothing left now...nothing. We are gone, first it was grandmom, poppy, then grandpop, Poochie, then Poor Billy at only 35, then you. All from that house, you always said you all were going to die there.I feel like my childhood was a dream, like it was never real. Tommy's too. Now I know Emily will not know what I knew, she will not have what I and Tommy had, and it scares me, its going to feel so strange explaining it all to her like a story from a book..it feels like I just got done reading a book, and someone threw it out before I could share it with anyone. Oh I wish you didn't go. I was finally decorating the tree even after I told you last week I was too depressed because my aunt Mag died on dec.2. Then I vowed to see you more, to bring Emily to you, and she got sick, I had a feeling I was running short on time but I didn't want you to catch her cold and get sicker.I had a present for you and pictures of emily, she still does looka bit like Billy. I had everything ready for you and I was looking forward to you staying on New Years eve. But it was too late. You jsut couldnt wait any longer....after 3 years you just couldn't stand it anymore, you had to go, you had to be with him again, the boy you lost, you had to hold him in your arms again... I look into little Tommy's eyes,and I understand aunt Barb, don't worry I'm not mad at you...I understand, and I miss you so much please wait for me, I will see you when I get tired of all this! LOL
Love Melanie Ann

Barbara Ann Anderson, daughter of deceased Walter F Reice and Margaret (Monte). She was and still is the beloved identical twin sister born only 3 minutes after Elizabeth (Bette)L. (Reice)Gibson. She is the beloved baby sister of Joan(Reice)Hadry. She is the loving mother to William K. Anderson(deceased)(Billy). She is with her baby boy now at peace. Special and loving aunt to Melanie Ann(after her m.name)(gibson)Gordon, she is also the beloved godmother and confirmation sponser to Melanie. She is a beloved aunt to Michael, Rachel,Claire,Leonora,Jane,Wally and a host of other great neices and nephews(withholding last names out of respect for those who are unaware of being on this memorial). She is the special and devoted, caring aunt to Thomas, her and Billy's "bub" and Emily Elizabeth Gordon. Sister in law to William Edward Gibson, and honorary aunt to Tom Gordon Jr.
Aunt Barbara is sadly and mournfully missed by a host of close friends, such as Irene, Joan,MaryA., Mary B. and Mary D.,Roberta and many many others.
What will we do here left without her love? Her laughter? Her companionship? And her ability to comfort us in our own troubles? Aunt Barbara(Babs, Aunt Bobbi, as she was frequently called by my family) was such an important part of our lives, and still remains my closest relative other than my mom and dad. Is it true? Does God break our hearts to show he only takes the best? She left us to go to her son and God on New Years eve. 2003. But not before she fought valiantly for her life, often in vain with no answers and struggled to do what was required of her to have her heart surgery. Due to circumstances beyond her control, and fate, I suppose, it seems she fought for nothing, she loved life and wanted to live, however since her sons death she has been brokenhearted and I am sure it was an easy choice to make when she saw his handsome face and warm smile, reaching out for his mom and welcoming her home, so maybe being led to Our lady's hospital was fate, an answer that Mary our mother was indeed listening and had a special homecoming awaiting her. Barbara was a carefree spirit, who loved to laugh at illness and life and dance even when she felt like dying. She gave inspiration and hope to others when they were down, always praying for her loved ones and others she hardly knew. Families being imperfect as they are, she came from a loving family who loved her and helped her the best that they could, as other family members including myself, needed help also. I hope Aunt Barbara that you understood, how rough my moms life has been since I became ill. She has battled cancers and leg surgey bypass and diabetes herself and couldnot be there for you alot of the time. She had no choice but to help me, as having Emily does not mean I am healthy, it just means I am blessed. I miss you babs, I miss our nightime walks, our long talks about the unknown. I miss laughing hysterically with you over nothing. I miss you and I am disapointed that I didn't get the chance to make good on my promise to you. I tried to. I loved you with all of my heart all of the time, I always spoke to God and asked him to please help my Babs, I couldn't believe how much you endured and I longed for you to be free of all of the things that haunted your body and soul. Your life was never easy, battling one illness after the other and watching your son struggle with his own, desparately praying to God for a miracle for him. It was so hard to be on the other end watching you, sometimes it hurt so bad, I didn't want to fight my own fights, as I had no energy left watching you. If only there was some way I could hear your voice again, If only....if only I could tell you one more time what you mean to me, how many memories flash in my mind....nights watching spiders on the step with Billy, sitting around watching Leno, or Letterman, or some scary movie late at night. Ordering pizzas at midnight with Billy. Playing with the dogs...talking laughing, enjoying life even with its challenges. The love you showed my son, he is heartbroken Aunt Barb, he is just so broken over you. You meant more to him than you could imagine, calling you and visiting you often and walks and playing at your house, talking about Billy, just knowing you were there for him, you will beso sadly missed by him. I still feel you here. I know you won't leave your other half, no matter what problems you two have ever had, there was a bond unlike any other bond between anyone and my mother feels your loss so sharply, almost like she is dying herself. I am so glad in the end you both were talking, she would have never left you alone, its just circumstances and the two side rule...she got hurt sometimes too, I hope people understand that. If they have sisters or brothers, than they will know what I mean...Life happens and we are not perfect creatures, God may not have liked the tension between you but I am sure he didn't like alot of things he saw. what was perfect however was my moms unconditional love for you, and yours for her. I watch her now, she is devastated andI know that isn't what you wanted for her, please comfort her, please, in the end she was there and you knew that much and she was not at all ready for the pain she is in, I love you we all do...In UNISON...lol(private joke).
I am hearing so many fun stories about you...you were a riot as a kid. The two of you were so funny. I wish I had known you then before the burdens of living hit you and mom. I am grateful though for my childhood, you were inseparable most of the time, living just 4 doors away from me for 27 years. I saw you mostly everyday, even just passing. Such a teeny neighborhood, we wereup each others butt!!!LOL. I can't help but feel so overwhelmed now, looking at our homes...there is nothing left now...nothing. We are gone, first it was grandmom, poppy, then grandpop, Poochie, then Poor Billy at only 35, then you. All from that house, you always said you all were going to die there.I feel like my childhood was a dream, like it was never real. Tommy's too. Now I know Emily will not know what I knew, she will not have what I and Tommy had, and it scares me, its going to feel so strange explaining it all to her like a story from a book..it feels like I just got done reading a book, and someone threw it out before I could share it with anyone. Oh I wish you didn't go. I was finally decorating the tree even after I told you last week I was too depressed because my aunt Mag died on dec.2. Then I vowed to see you more, to bring Emily to you, and she got sick, I had a feeling I was running short on time but I didn't want you to catch her cold and get sicker.I had a present for you and pictures of emily, she still does looka bit like Billy. I had everything ready for you and I was looking forward to you staying on New Years eve. But it was too late. You just couldnt wait any longer....after 3 years you just couldn't stand it anymore, you had to go, you had to be with him again, the boy you lost, you had to hold him in your arms again... I look into little Tommy's eyes,and I understand aunt Barb, don't worry I'm not mad at you...I understand, and I miss you so much please wait for me, I will see you when I get tired of all this! LOL
Love Melanie Ann

For the Christian, death is an end, but only to life as we now know it. The promise of our baptism, repeated during the eucharist, is fulfilled after our death. We shall live with Jesus in eternity.

Although the time immediately after a death is distressing, we are comforted by hearing anew the promises that our Lord has made, celebrating before God the life of the one now gone, and from the support of a strong community.

This is a small quote from Jesus..
“I am the resurrection and the life,he that believes in me:
though dead, shall live. And whoever lives, and believes in me, shall not die forever”

Brittany was a good person, with the stingy stuff in my eyes creating tears, I dread her parting but will always charish her before god's hand took her own. Forever we'll remember our friend who was a good friend as daughter as sister and niece. We pray she'll only haunt those to couldn't make it to her funeral than those who did. God bless her.

To my best friend, I will always remember you, no matter how old I get. You were always there for me and were my first friend I knew that I could trust. We were like sisters....so much alike we could of been. I will never ever forget you. I wish I had time to say goodbye and that you meant everything to me. I was blessed to have known you. And I know your up in Heaven singing up a storm. And I promise you I will go on with my life and do good:)

Words are such inadequate tools to describe ones feelings when after fifty years together - through good times and bad, you find yourself in a dark tunnel. My light in the darkness illuminated my future when I decided to create a site to Betty's memory, by transcribing poetry that she had written over the years, trying to put into words, her search for spiritual strength in times of crisis and loss.
So my lasting memorial to Betty is allowing others to share her thoughts, expressed in her poems, trusting that others may stop and reflect, and draw strength from the thoughts, beliefs and hopes she has expressed.
To read her poems go to: http://www.bettys-poetry.co.uk

This is in memory of my very special friend Emily.

Emily went missing on December 29, 2005. Her body found on Jan. 7, 2006. But we are not sure of the actual date of her death. She had been shot multiple times.

Unfortunately, I only had her in my life for 5 years. But feel tremendously blessed with those years.

Those of us that Emily left behind will find it hard to meet another someone who will touch our lives in the way that she did. She loved everyone, for what she saw in them, and made us feel as if she was honored to be in our presence. When she walked in to the room, it would light up, just from her smile, she wouldn't have to speak, her smile is all you needed. She always put you first, always making you feel special. Bette Midler's song "Wind Beneath My Wings" describes the kind of person she was.

Her values were evident for all to see. She valued faith in the Lord, and loyalty to her family and friends. Emily loved to sing in the choir at her church.

Emily's legacy was not riches, possessions, or worldly goods of any kind. It is the way she lived and loved, the lives she touched, the promises she kept. Her legacy is the kind of friend she was.

I miss you Emily, and you now are the victor,not the victim. You are home, and your search is over.

I'll never forget you,
Love, Shelia

Imagine a world where no music was playin.. and think of church with nobody prayin.. if you've ever looked up at a sky with no blue.. then you've seen a picture of me without you.. have you ever walked in a garden where nothin was growin? or stood by a river where nothin was flowin? if you've ever seen a red rose unkissed by the dew.. then you've seen a picture of me without you.. can you picture heaven with no angels singin? or a quiet sunday mornin with no church bells ringin? if you've watched as the heart of a child breaks in two.. then you've seen a picture of me without you!! .........I miss you momma with all my heart!!............. you've got all you'll ever need... thanks to the keeper of the stars... I love you!

Mom, You are the best. we will always love you and miss you.We all need you so much. Please watch over the boys. Which I know your doing that anyway. Always in my heart forever. Love you and miss you. Daddy, Dina,Paul, Charlie, Lori, Wendy and Don. We can't forget the boys. Ryan, A.J., Bobby,Kyle (and the most special one that was born the day of your service) Hunter. Forever in or Hearts and Souls. LOve you forever

Mom, You are the best. We will always love you and miss you.We all need you so much. Please watch over the boys. Which I know your doing that anyway. Always in our hearts forever. Love you and miss you. Daddy, Dina,Paul, Charlie, Lori, Wendy and Don. We can't forget the boys. Ryan, A.J., Bobby,Kyle (and the most special one that was born the day of your service) Hunter. Forever in or Hearts and Souls. Love you forever.

My Dearest Jack, Always know that your precious memories will be carried in the hearts of many. This is because you touched so many in so many ways......I loved you then...I love you now. I miss you.....We had so little time...now I have you forever in my heart. May God Bless you, and keep you safe, until our spirits reunite and become the one it was meant to be.....fate took you away....love keeps you here. Despite what is thought to have been....our love was...and karma will some day allow it to be.....Know that I still can hear you say "I love you"....those three words from you keeps me warm, and dries the tears of regrets of what will never be in this lifetime. I feel secure knowing that true love can surpass color...we had no black, or white...just the golden yellow of heavenly love.....Thanks for the gentle teachings of unconditional love....it is better to have loved, and lost than to have never loved at all....with all of the love my heart can muster......Sunny (Magdalena)

To our dear Jimmy, You are forever in our thoughts and hearts. You are safe in your Mothers arms. You are sadly missed and not a day passes that we do not think of you. May God keep you forever safe, Love Daddy, Wendy, brothers Robert and Stephen and sisters Candice and Nicole.

John was a really nice guy and a lot of fun. but he never kept up with the timecards and didn't know when it was time to go home if he had been drinking. He died this morning from a beer and vodka overdose.

Kate, the hurtful words he spoke, will not be forgotten. have we learned a lesson? you deserved the best. you kept reaching for what you could. you tried,I know you tried. It was a tough battle, and you didn't want to give up. But there comes a time when you just have to. xoxo...kathleen... it's thought that her death was brought on by a broken heart.

In memory of my favorite uncle he was a great mechanic a great brother, and a great friend he was a special person he was a comedian even though his jokes weren't very funny

Love,
Ron Sr.
Ron Jr
Mary
Ginger
Pepper

He was a decent, caring man, a carpenter by trade. He believed that a man's word meant something and he always stood by his own. He loved making Christmas a special thing for his children because he wasn't given one when he was a child. I guess that's why I miss him so much more at that time of year. He was my dad. Cheryl Jones

In memory to my grandmother she was the best grandmother any body could ask for. She made you laugh, and cry she was always there when you needed her. She was the best cook.

Cindy was my daughter, my best friend. She was living in Cape Coral,Florida and was killed in a traffic accident on August 26, 1996. It has now been two years and I really do believe the pain and hurt of her loss is more intense now than when it first happened., There is no way to tell of the loss and emptiness I feel since her loss. She is missed by her two brothers and father and nieces and nephews, but the only hope we have is our belief in God and that someday we will all be together again. Until then we must keep having our faith and holding on to the beautiful memories we have and thanking God for allowing us to have her for those 32 years. She is missed and loved so much by all of us.

The 1st anniversary of Dickie's death will be here soon.
Words cannot express how much I miss him. Being our 4th and last child, he was our pride and joy...the family loved him so much. He had such an innocence, compassion and freedom spirit about himself. Family meant the world to Dickie and a day would not go by that he did not spend time with someone in the family. Oh, how he loved his 3 children so dearly and would always say, mama take care of my children, send me some pictures. I know that his spirit will surround them at all times...always. A child of The Living God of Abraham, Issaac and Jacob. He is in God's care now and in our hearts forever, until we meet in Eternity. Love......Mom.

He thought me a lot.

My dear baby Stephen, I miss you so much. You brought so much love and joy into my life. Life will never be the same without you. I miss so much holding you and kissing you. You were such a special little boy and still are. You are a true angel. I have such wonderful memories and I will alway's cherish every moment I shared with you. You were a true inspiration in my life and many others, you touched so many peoples lives with the wonderful kind of love you had, and still have. If the love in heaven is anything like the love you gave me, then God gave me a peice of heaven. And I am forever grateful for that. I feel like I was gifted to have been able to have you in my life. I just wish you could have been in my life a little longer. Until I see you again Stephen, I will keep you in my dreams. Please alway's stay with me. And remember you will alway's be my baby Stephen and I will alway's be your mommy that loves you with all my heart. Love and kisses, mommy

To a mother who was always there for her children. No matter what the circumstance. To a woman who fought a corageous battle with cancer. Never once did you let anyone know how sick you really were. I am glad you were my mother. I will never forget you. Love you family

To my dear grandmother~ Rest in peace and free of pain and suffering. I love you and I miss you terribly. Till we meet again, Your granddaughter, Kimberly Mae

Nana, you have inspired all those who meet you. Your body may have aged but your soul never did. You will never be forgotten but you shall be missed. And for you I wrote this poem! Ruby She was a sparkling shinning gem whose clarity was clear She will be sadly missed by all those dear, As the festive season nears our loss will be the hardest to bear, Like a star apon a christmas tree our family is incomplete without her here. She visited so many places and touched so many lives, And the Memories of her are everywhere. Now it's time to rest her head and say her goodbyes so she maybe reunited with the love or her life.

Dear Dad,
we miss you,but you still live in our hearts!

The Family

My dad. My friend. I will always miss you and your pictures shall forever hang on my walls. Although you knew they were coming, you never got to meet your twin grandson and grand daughter but I will make sure they know all about you. You are my guardian angel now and I know you watch over us. I love and miss you very much, Dad.

Mark,
My Big Brother, the one who my anchor for me. this will be my 1st time writing to you on this, but I have been very busy.
Benny has been spear heading your Golf Scholarship on a yearly basis, Benny has been drowing himself with these tournamnets Mark. I'm sure you have been watching him. Please guide him and protect him as well during htese times.
Mom & Dad have had moments, of course you see it all @ your view point. But I saw they have been really at each other tooth & nail though. Please give both of them the stregth to continue. I sure Mom & Dad have just shoved a lot of remorse or gilt or saddness inside.

Marla has been Moms right arm, I can't really say enough about her & Scotty. I'm sure you've been watching too. @ times though scotty falls off that wagon & you remember what happens. hah ha Protect over marla & scotty too, they are trying.

Tyler has started H.S. & you know he's favored a tech school, I'm so happy with him. he really has been feeling your preasis from time to time in his room. He is a feeler Mark I'm sure you figured that part out. He's very smart & has asked so many questions I learning too , as I go with him through this journey of H.S. protect over him or ask his guradian angle to protect him too.

Lisa M--Has been home for some time know, I thank you in helping her through her test results last year. She's going through some guilt know, Her mom & her have been talking abou that too.
Guide her through any desicision that she has difficulty in, I'm not saying she'll listen because she can be thick headeed at times.

Laura Jean--My soulmate- she has always beeen working hard, last year was very hard though. Please have her guardian angle protect her, & assist her if she needs help.

I heard you had were greeted by Gramps...WOW. I very happy with that.

Miss you

Your Brother

Mark

Uncasville - Mark Anthony Andrews, 42, of Uncasville, died unexpectedly on April 17, 2005, at The William W. Backus Hospital in Norwich.
Mark Andrews was born in Norwich at The William W. Backus Hospital on Oct. 31, 1963, the son of George N. and Alice Andrews, who reside in Groton.
He married Denise Carling Andrews on Aug. 24, 2002, at the University of Connecticut Avery Point grounds in Groton. They have lived in Uncasville with their two children, Ryan P. Lewis and Mackenzie Alice Andrews, ages 13 and 2 1/2 years respectively.
Mark, a graduate of Ledyard High School in 1980, received his associates degree from the Thames Valley Technical College. He went on to complete his bachelor's engineering degree at the University of New Haven. Mark graduated from the University of Hartford with a master's degree in civil engineering. He had a true love of knowledge of any kind.
Mark was a 24 year employee of the city of Groton. He began working as a laborer on the highway crew for his uncle and godfather, Frank Varella. He diligently worked his way up to a valued survey engineer.
He served on the water commission council for the town of Montville.
As a youngster, Mark was an active member of Sacred Heart Catholic Church and achieved the esteemed ranking of Eagle Scout in 1979, Troop 13, Groton. His project was a conservation project at Washington Park. His favorite past times in scouting fostered a deep respect for nature. Mark loved working in his yard, camping and fishing.
Mark was a sports enthusiast. His love of the Green Bay Packers never swayed.
He traveled to Packer country in the freezing rain to root on his Packers during the Minnesota Vikings game. Daughter, Mackenzie, sat with her daddy on the couch in her Packer onesie. Mark was an avid golfer, bowler and loyal Ledyard Colonel football fan. He was an enthusiastic Boston Red Sox and loyal LA Lakers fan as well. As an avid Yankee fan, I must say that I am glad Mark got to see them win in 2004 but never again, I hope ! Sorry Mark !
Mark enjoyed hanging out with his son, Ryan, playing chess; listening to classic rock music with him; and he was the primary homework helper with math, science and shop classes. Mackenzie, of course, was his little sunshine. Rest in peace Mark.....You may be gone from this Earth but you'll never be gone from our Hearts......

Fair Winds and Following Seas

Uncle Val

Mark..........you were a credit to life and family. You finally got your little baby girl "Mackenzie" .... she will carry on for you. Your Mom & Dad are still devasted as we all are. It's funny how a family tragedy makes everyone stop and realize how important family is and how quick it can change.
Mark, you made us all very proud with all your accomplishments in Scouting and education. We will take good care of Denise, Mackenzie and Ryan for you.
I'm worried about Your Dad, he can't seem to get passed it and is really taking it hard as is your Mom.
Mark, you really must have made a great impression in a lot of people because lots of people came out to pay their respects. You will be sadly missed by your old Uncle Val.
I'll never forget the stuff you gave me to kill the Poison Ivy in my hedge......I guess I mixed it a little too strong because it wiped out the entire hedge and everything within 10 feet......too funny! but I didn't like the hedge anyways.
Mark, rest in peace! say hi to Pops and Nanna (mom & Dad) and Zeke if you run into them. Damn we miss you!

Andy & Janet lived in Milam, Texas. They have not seen their son, Mark, in over a year. Mark does not know that his daddy had cancer for over six months and that he died on February 17th. Mark's last known location was in the Ft. Worth Texas area. If anyone knows his whereabouts, tell him to call his mother.

Whale Biologist, Explorer, and Educator.
Together with men such as Peary, Amundsen, and Hedin, you ranked in the forefront of twentieth-century explorers, those select few who conquered the earth's last unknown regions. We palaeontologists that follow in the trails you left us in Central Asia will always owe you a great debt of gratitude.

To The One We Love... If we had one lifetime wish One dream that could come true, We'd pray to God so hard For yesterday and you! The things we feel so deeply Are the hardest things to say; But we, your family, Love you in a very special way! They say memories are golden, Well, maybe that is true, But we never wanted memories, We only wanted you! If teardrops were a stairway And heartaches were a lane, We'd walk a path to Heaven and bring you back again! A thousand times we've needed you, A thousand times we've cried; If our love could have saved you, You never would have died! Your loving family, Mom, Jessica, Kacy, John Thomas, Andy

We still miss you Su.

She was so beautiful and I miss her so much. I asked why she had to leave me, because I will never feel the same way again. She had confidence, charm and charisma. I loved her dearly. She had to go, she was called. She is sorely missed, but someday, we will meet again. I promise.

When I submitted the memorial for our mother a little more than two years ago, I never expected to be writing one for my brother so soon. He was surfing the net, corresponding worldwide by e-mail and learning about computers with the same enthusiasm as everything he did. Deeply missed by his family and all who knew him, Carroll would have thought it was fitting to be remembered in cyber-space.

Submitted in memory of our mother, who left school and worked during the Great Depression and helped her sons make it to the Computer Age.

Franciscan Friar - priest. Served God well. Now rests in peace.

Pax Eternium, dad.

she was my little sister and shes gone now i know she looks down on me but its not the same god needed another angel but why take my angel she was the thing i lived for

Dear sweet beautiful child,

What happened to you should never happen to any child. You were so beautiful, just a baby. I got to know you over the last seven months first watching them look for you then saddly, watching as it was announced that your body was found. It was determained that you were murdered. You know who did this to you, you mother is in jail, awaiting trial on the charge of first degree murder. All the evidence points to her doing this! And I for one beleave she did. How could she spend her time in clubs partying for a month before your grandmother finally called the police! And the rest of your family so very heart broken, in denial about your mother. Why didn't she just give custody to your grandparents? So many questions your mother will never answer. You are in heaven now, no more pain. Pray for family and watch over them as they try to heal. Pray for justice in you death. I will prey for you and your family. GOD bless you, sweet, beautiful, angelic child.

Today we lay to rest our strong, outgoing dear friend Antigone. She was dearly loved by her friends and family of Athens. She leaves behind her only sister Ismene. Let her join her deceased family in the after life, her father Oedipus, her grandmother/mother Jocasta, beloved brothers Eteocles and Polynices, and beloved husband Haemon. Let the gods look over Antigone while she rest in peace. Let the gods forgive her for her sins of suicide. Let her respect for the dead be given back to her.

Antonio died at 8:10 a.m. on January 12 in Santa Rosa, California, United States. He was well known in many different communities, in Puerto Rico, his home, and in the San Francisco Bay Area, his second home since 1978. Antonio was most recently active in the AIDS community as one of the founders of Pets Are Loving Support (PALS), an organization which enables people with AIDS to maintain the welfare of their pets and finds appropriaate, caring homes for the animals after their masters have passed on. Antonio had compassionate wisdom and a heart of gigantic proportions. People will remember Antonio's Kennel Club, his little dog grooming shop in Guerneville CA., not to mention his years of grooming a Still Waters in Guerneville and at VIP in San Francisco. Antonio passed in peace and grace. Among others, his spirit guides were his father, Buffalo, Santeria, Jesus, crow, Buddaha, the Saints Rafael y Gabriel, and Maryanne. Gods speed Antonio, we love you.

Dear Tom,

I'm writing this letter to let you know that I love and miss you so. I never got a chance to say goodbye. You were murdered and taken away so quickly from us all that not one of us could say goodbye.I know that I'm the youngest of all six of your siblings, but no one knows my pain but you.You've been gone from us for 27 years!! It still seems like yesterday. My heart has been hardend by a lot of things in life because of the way you were taken from us.I just sat and realized the other day that I will be 40 this year. I have lived ten more years than you have. That feels so strange to me.I was just a child when you left us. Tom , I have a 15 year old son now. And he is named after you. He even looks and does alot of things I remember you doing!!Tom, Daddy is not well and he needs to be placed in a nursing home now. I know you will be seeing him soon. He has never been the same since you've been gone. I have only saw Daddy cry that one time in my life, the day you were laid to rest.Mom also has never been the same. Tom when Daddy gets there please take care of him for us. And one more thing, it won't be long and we will all be together again.I Love You So Much!!!!

Love , your little sister,

Kathy