Doyle Martin Canada

I Loved you Yesterday, I Love you Still, I Always have...I Always Will. Im gonna miss you grandpa but I know I will see you again.

Grandpa I just want you to know that I love you very much and I will miss you greatly. Theres not a time that goes by that I ever stopped thinking about you and Im sorry I never made it up there again to see you and grandma. I hate that its been five years since the last time I saw you and I never got to give you one last hug and you missed out on meeting Jaden but I know you are watching over us and you finally get to see him. You are a great grandpa and helped me when I was in need and I thank you so much for that. I will never forget the good times we had or the stories you told like who ate my big toe and the axe man in the woods when we went on the house boat trip. Mom tells me about the spoon good behind the moon and that you told her that we can find you with him but really I think you where always gonna be the spoon good behind the moon. So know when I look at the moon I will always think of you and the good times we had. I love you grandpa and I miss you so much. Im sorry I cant be there but know my heart is with you always. R.I.P. Spoon Goon Aka Greatest Grandpa Ever.

To Doyle Canada Family,

Doyle was a true friend that I have known all through grammar school and high school. He was an inspiration to me and my wife for what he could do since his accident; not what he couldn't do. Every time I would visit him in the hospital I always felt uplifted because of Doyle's faith in God and he knew what direction he was headed. He is in Heaven now; walking and leaping and praising God. I know I will miss Doyle as well as his family will too. He was one of the spearheads of the class of 1958, He added so much to the reunions that our class would have. Doyle was respected and loved by all he came into contact with. RIP Doyle and we shall meet again. May God surround his family at this time with Love & Comfort. Until we meet again my friend.

Miss Me, But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that was once shared,
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone.
It's all part of the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart
go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in good deeds,
Miss me…..but let me go.


A friend gave me this when I lost Zach, it gave me a lot of comfort, I hope it does to you and your family as well.
Doyle was an exceptional man, he'll be missed by many!
Love you all!! Maribeth (Crawford) Dunn