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for Lynn Moye
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December 31, 2018
As a new year looms on the horizon, another year further from the last time we shook hands, I cannot help but listen for the echoes of your wisdom. I embark on a journey to finally reach the summit of my studies, the ones you felt so strongly about, and I hope you know I am doing my utmost to plant a flag atop the mighty mountain and get my ticket punched -- as you had so often warned about the importance of.
Another year, Dear Sir, and without you, things drift places they shouldn't, but having had you as my earthly Father always steers me nearest north. Your shining light, ever-so brilliant in mine heart, illuminates a path I simply won't deviate from. Never again. The summit is near.
On this, the sixth day of Christmas, I can hear your voice deep within my heart, and from it, all is right again.
Till next year.
Love Always,
Lance Lamar
Olivia Moye
February 1, 2014
Daddy, so many moments made less bright without you here. I miss you. Hard to believe Alexa will be in college in a little over a year. You will never leave my soul.
Libby
Stephanie Perez
February 28, 2013
Hey Lynn, its Stephanie. Its been a while since I posted on here but I think of you often. Its so rare to find people to have intelligent and meaningful conversations with. Erich and I talked about you tonight. Thinking of all the good times we had with you at HFH. I'm a mommy now! My son is 7 months old. Ah man I wish I could talk to you. Say things to hear you laugh. There was never a time where you didn't mention your family and how much you love them. I am so blessed to have met you, to work with you and call you a friend. I miss you!
L Moye
December 28, 2012
It's very difficult to say what time of year is the absolute hardest without you here. For me it's Christmas, the laughter, the handshake and the look on your face as you saw the look on ours.
It's the sixth Christmas without all that was "you", it seems as if eons have drifted by and though the distance in time is great you-yourself are still vivid within my mind.
As you said the last time we spoke, "It'll never be less than a day"...Those words were haunting in their accuracy.
Christmas shall never be as it was but I think we all are trying are best to well...make the very best of "it". Hopefully when the lights dim and the acoustics fade into silence I shall be reunited with your brilliant illumination and your unmistakable booming voice.
Until then, Tight lines...
Alice Moye
December 26, 2012
Christmas is just not the same without you! It is great that I get to spend this holiday with the kids and grand kids xoxo Allie
December 25, 2012
Merry Christmas Sir.
I know your watching down and I know how proud you are of your girls.
Olivia Sarson
August 2, 2012
Thinking of you Daddy
-Libby
Olivia Sarson
November 30, 2011
I miss you terribly.
Lance Moye
October 22, 2010
Dad,
I'm sitting in the living room at 233 Madeira, the very same house you Uncle Wayne & Uncle Randy grew up in. I can close my eyes and see through yours at times, living through the stories you once told.
I'm sure the Gables has changed quite a bit since you last called it home, but I know you'd enjoy it over the next few months seeing as how Thanksgiving & Christmas are just around the corner.
I want to thank you for making the best part of who I am, every good thing I am came from you. So many people I know remark me on how kind and devoted I am to others over myself. I can only tell them that I come from good stock, that if it weren't for having been in your shadow, I'm sure the shape I may have taken would be less flattering.
I still cannot wrap my mind around the fact it's been four years...soon to be five! It's like a sick dream, though I know reality is quite firm on that truth I still hold strong beliving I'll see you again.
Until then, thank you for being the mot genuine, honest, brave and true person it was a pleasure being your son. It's funny, I was with friends and we met someone "famous"...unlike my friends I was not so very impressed.
I had met you and what "so called" star could hold a candle to you? Hmph! I love you Dad, no matter where I go in life, no one will ever have my ear, my heart and my respect as you did.
Your Son
Lance Lamar
alice moye
May 27, 2010
Lynn...you were a wonderful husband, father and grandfather. As the fourth Memorial Day nears since your passing the memories still live on. It was like yesterday we shared our joys, sorrows and dreams with you. And little did we know these shared momments are the memories we reflect on each day. And even though you are now without sickness or pain and knowing that you are in a better place you will always be sadly missed. For no true love is ever lost or forgotten. You will go on living in the hearts of those you touched and we are comforted that you will always be just a thought away. Allie
Lance Moye
August 8, 2009
Three years have passed since I have seen my earthly father, many events in this history of my life have occurred without your presence. I share many of the same feelings on life you felt at times. I am bitter when I encounter a person who doesn't carry your unique kindness. I often wonder why are they still upon this earth and you are not?
Countless questions plague me daily, naturally I know this is not a fate you'd want me doomed to. During thoughts like this I hear a familiar echo of unmistakable origin. I deep, booming and powerful voice that assures that all is well. I hear it often, I hear the words that you'd impart to any fellow who's emotion seemed more than mellow.
I often visit the cemetery, the track, the old shopping plaza on University south of Sheridan(Remembering the time I couldn't keep my mouth shut after being told of a reminder of what not to say) Never the less you and I conversed most and much of everyday, I never cared the topic, just simply curiously in awe of what you might say.
History, Faith, Family events both past & future...So many conversations I wasted not following your words instead just hearing them. All of life that you spoke of has come true, down to the most depressing of details. I have billions of memories stored in second long but forever lasting portraits of our time around one another.
Yet much like Poe I attempt to set still the beating of my heart and stand repeating in my own way...It will never be less than a day....It's not as dark as I paint though, I tend to drift into the only poetry I have become fond of...it's not very inspirational to others but to be it does just fine, for as you once said, "These words belong to no other, they are only mine".
Now to report of the tightlines, I've made some mistake professionally as of late and through these mistakes I have learned all too well your prophetic words that "Getting that ticket punched" is without a doubt the way to venture in life. Life is very beautiful right now, without regret none can fully understand the beauty behind happiness. I now understand your happiness around animals, children and hilarious moments in cinema...
So much there is to say, but since I have last seen you I have wandered a great many way and lust for moment that I can see you again on some distant day, Barack Obama is President by the way. I miss you with every time I am not busy enough to think...Your great words, teaching and genetics continue to fuel me to this very date, I will continue this conversing in my mind as I head to word, for if not then I shall be late.
As always your loving son
August 8, 2009
Three years have passed since I have seen my earthly father, many events in this history of my life have occurred without your presence. I share many of the same feelings on life you felt at times. I am bitter when I encounter a person who doesn't carry your unique kindness. I often wonder why are they still upon this earth and you are not?
Countless questions plague me daily, naturally I know this is not a fate you'd want me doomed to. During thoughts like this I hear a familiar echo of unmistakable origin. I deep, booming and powerful voice that assures that all is well. I hear it often, I hear the words that you'd impart to any fellow who's emotion seemed more than mellow.
I often visit the cemetery, the track, the old shopping plaza on University south of Sheridan(Remembering the time I couldn't keep my mouth shut after being told of a reminder of what not to say) Never the less you and I conversed most and much of everyday, I never cared the topic, just simply curiously in awe of what you might say.
History, Faith, Family events both past & future...So many conversations I wasted not following your words instead just hearing them. All of life that you spoke of has come true, down to the most depressing of details. I have billions of memories stored in second long but forever lasting portraits of our time around one another.
Yet much like Poe I attempt to set still the beating of my heart and stand repeating in my own way...It will never be less than a day....It's not as dark as I paint though, I tend to drift into the only poetry I have become fond of...it's not very inspirational to others but to be it does just fine, for as you once said, "These words belong to no other, they are only mine".
Now to report of the tightlines, I've made some mistake professionally as of late and through these mistakes I have learned all too well your prophetic words that "Getting that ticket punched" is without a doubt the way to venture in life. Life is very beautiful right now, without regret none can fully understand the beauty behind happiness. I now understand your happiness around animals, children and hilarious moments in cinema...
So much there is to say, but since I have last seen you I have wandered a great many way and lust for moment that I can see you again on some distant day, Barack Obama is President by the way. I miss you with every time I am not busy enough to think...Your great words, teaching and genetics continue to fuel me to this very date, I will continue this conversing in my mind as I head to word, for if not then I shall be late.
As always your loving son
Connie Tobin
June 22, 2009
Happy Father's Day sweet Daddy! I miss you so much and I know that you're having a better time up there than we are down here. :)
I had your munchie up here recently and took her to NYC! Can you believe...Alexa pitter pea in The Big Apple? You would be so amazed to see how big she's grown...but I am sure you can see it all and feel so proud.
I love you Dad, Happy Father's Day!
Love you always,
Connie
Paul Sarson
June 21, 2009
Happy fathers day Sir
We all miss u and hope you are watching down on us.
Connie Tobin
May 8, 2009
Happy Birthday my sweet "dard"!!
You, still, remain the best Daddy in the whole world, and I miss you so dearly...especially on your birthday. I bought some scratch offs for you, as it's become my May 7th ritual, and wouldn't ya know I won $20 (but spent $30!) Hehe. You would have appreciated that.
Michael sends his love and birthday wishes as well. He has sat patiently in the kitchen listening to me rattle on endlessly about funny tales of you. You are such great conversation in this house, and I know you will be for years and years to come. Now if only I could get you to walk in and play your guitar. :(
I keep you safe and close in my heart always, Dad you never leave me. The world is such a better place with you in there, and up there.
I love you so much, so so much.
Your Little Lynn,
Connie
P.S. I started crying while writing this towards the end...and who popped up?? Pops rushed over to me and began to lick the tears off of my face. You were right Dad, there is just nothing better than a dog. Nothing.
P.P.S. That actually reminds me of a funny hospital memory(is that an oxymoron or what?). We had been showing you pictures on the digital camera of the kids and Liv and such and you did not really muster up the strength to move. But then we flash to a photo of Snips and you grinned wildly!! Dogs were man's best friend, just like you were. Look at that Dad...years later and you're still making me laugh! I love you!
Olivia Sarson
May 7, 2009
Happy Birthday Daddy!!!!
I continue to love and miss you. I have spent all day remembering you and smiling at all the happy moments we shared.
I love you!!
Libby
Stephanie Perez
April 16, 2009
To the family of Lynn Moye...
I just wanted you to know that I had the pleasure of working with Lynn at Hunters for many years and I can say that I truly miss him. Marissa (another former co-worker of his) and I always talk about him and miss him terribly. I hope you are all doing well. Please know that I am ever so thankful to have met and worked with such a funny, gentle and kind man.
Stephanie Perez
Your memorial table at our wedding - the guest of honor! :)
March 14, 2009
You were still with me on my wedding day Dad, I miss you.
March 14, 2009
Connie Moye Tobin
March 14, 2009
Hey my sweet Daddy! I miss you every every day! Sometimes I stop and realize that it has almost been three years since I have seen you. As that number grows larger I don't think it will ever be less shocking to me. I miss talking to you a lot. I love you endlessly Dad. Even though you are gone, you are still the greatest father ever. I wish you were here.
I am looking out at the river behind our house and there are ducks splashing and swimming and playing with one another. Everytime I see them play I am reminded of how much you loved to watch the ducks at Grandma's place. You were always such a softy for the little webbed toed guys. I miss you!!
Love you always,
Connie
Connie Moye
June 16, 2008
Happy Father's Day Daddy! I miss you. :(
You are the best Dad ever ever ever ever ever! I know you know that, we never stopped reminding you...and we still haven't!
All my love,
Connie
Connie Moye
May 30, 2008
Dad,
Don't listen to Liv attempting her "I'll be cheerful now" routine. She already depressed you with her previous post, don't worry I'll tell her that she cannot make up for it...not with all the rainbows and kid stories she can find! Ha!
That's my happy post Dad - I know it would please you more than anything to know that we are still absolutely nutso. ;)
I LOVE YOU MY SWEET DADDY - you are my favorite person to write to (and make fun of Olivia with). Hehehe.
Always,
Connie
Olivia Sarson
May 29, 2008
Daddy,
My last entry was so depressing that this time around I decided to "talk" to you like I once did.
Today, Paul & I went to Alexa's graduation ceremony where she received lots of awards for being the amazing kid she is. Hard to believe she is entering middle school in August!
Jacob graduates kindergarten tomorrow. This has been a rough year with him and trying to get him to pass and all the "boys being boys" nonsense.
As for me, I am doing well. I am hoping to teach next year. I know that wherever you are that you are cheering me on:)
Daddy, I miss you so much. Not a day goes by that I am not reminded of you or that I don't think of you. Please continue to watch over our family.
Love,
Libby
Connie Moye
May 29, 2008
Hi Daddy,
So soon after your birthday I find myself, officially, two years removed from you. It still feels like yesterday that I saw you and I wonder when it won't.
I miss you so much. I walked outside this morning and inhailed the shock all over again of that early morning phone call. It was your "ring tone" (how 20th century!) - Johnny Cash's "I Walk the Line"...but it was not you on the line. I still wake up some mornings in a fog and hear that ring, I still do.
There is so much that I can say on this day, there is so much to reflect upon. I know that you're in such good company where you are...and as you used to say "only the living know death". I hope you are still full of love, as I still have so much of it for you...and I always will.
I miss you Dad, you will always be my greatest memory.
Love,
Connie
Olivia Sarson
May 7, 2008
Happy Birthday Daddy!!!
Oh how I wish this was a birthday card instead of...... God, I miss you! Every moment my mind is not preoccupied with something, my thoughts go to you.
Daddy, you remain with me always. Although today is a painful reminder of the amazing man I have lost, it also serves as reminder of everything you taught me. To be strong even when it is difficult, to try and find a way to smile, and to allow myself to feel.
Happy birthday Daddy....I hope that wherever you are that you still feel the love I have for you.
Love,
Libby
Connie Moye
May 7, 2008
Hi Daddy,
Happy Birthday Dad! I am trying to make this a day of celebration, to honor you...but it seems so hard. I can't find any reason to be joyous without you here. You would have been 63 today. If you were here, we would have all gone out to a big dinner and laughed and laughed until our bodies hurt. I would have bought you scratch offs and you would have given that little dimpled smirk as you snatched them from my hands, playfully. Oh how I miss you. I miss laughing with you. I miss how everything used to be so happy when we'd all get together. I miss feeling "together"...I miss that more and more.
Happy Birthday Dad...My "Deardy"...my very best friend.
I love you always Dad.
Your little girl,
Connie
Olivia Sarson
June 21, 2007
Daddy, I know talking to you is not limited to this guestbook but these days I will exhaust every opportunity to place my thoughts of you into the universe.
Daddy, I bought a house. I know you are proud of me. This move is a big deal and I feel comforted in knowing that you will watch over us and keep us safe.
Connie is about to buy a home of her own. We are all grown up now. All your dreams for us are coming true.
I love you Daddy,
Libby
Lance Moye
June 2, 2007
I realized the other morning that it had been exactly one year since I walked out to the ground floor with Uncle Randy and said goodbye at those cold steel doors. But now more than ever I realize that even though it may seem but a short while, the time shall always advance. It will always be more than a second,minute,hour, day and year. It shall always press on, I shall never see my earthly father in his earthly attire...Those memories are forever filed within the deepest outreaches of my mind.
Today it is A year and a day since I spoke of thee at thine last display for mortal man, time shall always press on...I now know why you were so fond and admiring of Edgar Allan Poe's "The Raven", his thoughts mirrored that of your thoughts for thy father...I too now understand Poe's pain...you are gone forever...evermore...
As always I await the topic to be brought upon, the subject to be announced and the debate forever to be heard...Be it a day, an hour or a thousand years...I shall always miss mine father...
Your loving Son..."Rodney"
Dolly Windham
April 10, 2007
Lynn you were and always will be remembered as a wonderful husband and father. Your a wonderful man.
A man that was always so full of life. You were always there for my sister and your kids, for that I Love You and Honor You and miss you
Your Sister n law
Dolly
Olivia Sarson
February 28, 2007
Dad,
For the first time I am happy you are in heaven, GrandMom has now passed and is in your loving arms.
I love you Daddy and miss you terribly. I continue to look forward to seeing your smiling face again someday.
Your Libby
Connie Moye
February 14, 2007
Dad,
Liv mentioned to me that in three months it will have been one year since you've been gone - I don't believe her. I have either been in a coma, or you've never left. I feel as though my body is on an airplane, and my mind is down below...I'm not sure when the two will ever catch up and realize that it wasn't just yesterday that I saw you for the last time. I miss you so much...
:(
Olivia Sarson
November 7, 2006
Daddy,
This birthday was especially lonely without you. I miss you so much. Hard not getting a card from you for the first time. Miss your little smoking man.
Your baby girl
Connie Moye
October 19, 2006
Dad,
I miss watching you practice your signature...everytime I sign my own name it reminds me of that, especially considering that you put your name in mine!
It is still so painful to think of you being gone, time isn't making anything progress. I miss you Daddy...
Love you always,
Connie
Ty Flowers
June 21, 2006
I hope you're all managing to cope with what I can only now imagine has cascaded from a surreal shock of disbelief into more of a dull, sinking pain. Connie told me a bit about how the weeks adding up to now have been, and I hope you can all take some kind of comfort in the knowledge that this situation you're in is at the very least a very unique one. I wish you all my love and most sincere prayers in all of this. Gone, but not forgotten.
Connie Moye
June 20, 2006
I second Olivia's sentiment Dad - Father's Day was miserable without you. I missed your jokes and you shaking our cards for money.
I miss you so much. My birthday was not the same without you, either. I especially missed the crack of dawn phone call. :(
Happy Father's Day Daddy. I will always celebrate you. Never will I miss a day, like always. I love you.
Your Daughter,
Connie
Olivia Sarson
June 18, 2006
Happy Father's Day Daddy!!!! I miss you so much. This day is incredibly lonely without you. I love you now as much as ever.
Your little girl,
Olivia "Libby"
larry wheatley
June 10, 2006
Dear Olivia,
I am so sorry for your loss. The times that I met him, he seemed like a down to earth guy who always took the time to stop and say 'hello' no matter what he was doing. God Bless you, and you will be in my prayers.
Sincerely,
Larry Wheatley
Daddy and us, his "Little Girls". Together Forever.
Connie Moye
June 5, 2006
Firstly, I'd like to thank everyone for their words, prayers, and thoughts during this time. My father would have been very proud and humbled by it all.
Just as I couldn't find the words during the service, I am still desperately reaching for them. I find it hard to package my feelings and manufacture the words necessary to convey how it is that I feel about all of this. I almost feel as though my father is not gone, but rather that it is merely the time between our daily phone calls and end-of-semester visits. Truthfully, and as expected, I feel crushed to say the least. I had jokingly said to him on many occasions, "Dad, you're the only man in my life that has never let me down." That was true not only because I am his daughter, but also because that was the type of man he was. Honesty, dedication, loyalty, and sincerity colored every part of his being...whether he liked it or not. He was a true "bleeding heart"....for all people and animals, living and past.
As a child, teen, and young adult my life was peppered with his wisdom, insight, and kindness -- all things I will never be forced to part with. Our memories together will truly be the "gift that keeps on giving" (a phrase he so humorously used regarding lottery tickets as presents):
The songs he wrote for us and our pets, the nights of my poetry/writing critiques, the relationship and life advice he'd so willingly and proudly offer to me, our late night phone calls, our bizarre and shared takes on life, our unmatched love for animals, our "laughing fits", the messy ice cream "chocolate dipped cones" he would buy us on the weekends as kids, the loving frustration Mom would feel after seeing us enter with the aforementioned bursting dipped ice cream cones (hands, faces, and clothes, covered in chocolate!), his carrying around of me around while crying and being a "brat", the nights of singing and his guitar, his great great voice, the great stories he'd tell of he and his brothers -- the "Moye boys", his ability to pronounce and define ANY word correctly, his insane and abundant mnemonic devices, the way he'd sit up reading the dictionary all night, his overuse of the contents of "2,000 of the Most Uncommon Words in the English Language" dictionary, the jokes regarding his strange love affair with vultures, raccoons (as he called them "Procyon lotors"), and feral cats.
There is so much more Dad, so much more that it is almost too painful to recount. All such great memories of you, of us....all little threads that hold life's patches of meaning together.
I will never not miss you Daddy, I will never let go of all things you gave me. I will miss you every birthday, every Father's Day, every time I hear Johnny Cash or Elvis Presley, every every every day. As you always said, "There is a time and place for everything"...and this is no longer our time, and no longer our place. I will wait for the day that it is again.
I love you Daddy.
Your Little Girl, your "Little Lynn",
Connie
Jonathan Reus
June 3, 2006
You guys have all my love.. the last few weeks must have been unfathomably difficult to the point of being surreal. I only know what Connie has expressed to me, whether outright or implicitly: fear, anger, and hope met by frustration. Unfathomably intense.
It's a very deep love that responds to tragedy with such a passionate answer.
My impression of Mr. Moye was always that of a very private man. And more affectionately that of a robotic frog (if you had ever heard him speak over the telephone). But still, a very private frog. Despite his introverted nature I don't think it was hard to understand what a beautiful man Mr. Moye was. To me anyway, the truth of who he was and his treasure that could not be put into words, it was all aptly expressed in the vibrant, loving family that grew around him.
You're all a reflection of Lynn, even more vividly now.
love,
Lance Moye
June 2, 2006
On the seventh day of May during 1945 the world allowed the entrance of a truly special human being. Born the second of three children to Lamar & Dorothy Moye, my father lived during a time of great change and cultural peril.
From a very young age my father exhibited the desire for knowledge & thought. He showed the kindness & true compassion for his fellow man and all those that he encountered.
By the time my life entered this world and his, many experiences and avenues of travel had come and gone. My father from said day always conveyed his deepest love and undying passion for myself and all of those within the contexts of his Family.
Many years followed of heated debate and discussion. The years following childhood were the years which defines my past, present and the unknown future. Many nights I sat patiently awaiting his return, to engage in conversation with him.
No matter the topic, the discussion itself was an enlightening experience. His words moved the heavens themselves to me. I always looked upon his face seeking acknowledgment and recognition.
Until the day of his passing I did not truly realize the conviction set behind those extensive and deeply tempered conversations. I always patiently awaited his return, never realizing that during his absence from my presence he was touching others.
Until said day I truly did not understand the man I lovingly and respectably referred to as Father. I loved my father with ever fiber within my being. I will forever miss the topic of discussion, the docket at hand and the agenda forever to be brought upon.
On the Twenty-Ninth day of the month of May in the Year of Our Lord Two-Thousand and Six, I lost the greatest influence of honor, respect and common civic duty in my life. I lost a bright light which now forever will darken the horizon set within the hills of my life. A journey continues and an epic chapter has come to an end.
He passed away of many afflictions, but he died from a great battle and a great struggle with death more than life. He often viewed himself in the latter, but on this day my father was realized, recognized and redeemed as one of the truly most accomplished and gifted men to ever grace this or any other existence.
"The expectation far exceeded the potential", this had been the phrase I had used to sum up my fathers life, now the phrase I cannot place within to text is that of his love and devotion for his family.
My father is known to many as council, friend, and companion. To my sisters and I he was affectionately known as Father, a name which means love on this lips of all children.
So goodnight dear father, I will miss you with every breath from my body which you gave life to. "A Su Tiempo"
Forever patiently awaiting your return...
Your Son,
Lance Lamar Moye
Roselie Nieves
June 2, 2006
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Robert Woodward (F1)RSR
Larry Nick (D1)RSR
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Tony Rosselli (Specialist)
Roselie Nieves (Rt. Manager)
Our thoughts are with you. Sorry for your loss.
Friends of Paul Sarson
Michele Hughes
June 2, 2006
Olivia
You and your family are verry important to all is around you.Everyone of you lite up the room the way your dad did.Remember, anyone can be a father it takes a real man to be a DAD.He was and still is.He will always live in all of our hearts.We love you sooooo much!
wayne mann
June 2, 2006
One of a kind person who was always considerate, kind,and was always a pleasure to be around.
shalonda clarke
June 2, 2006
Olivia you and your family are in prays, I know it may seem as if the sun will never shine again but it will. Its nerve easy dealing with death of a loved one but I know your father is in heaven smiling down on you and your family. I wish you the best love your friend.
Tonya Jackson
June 1, 2006
As the days and weeks pass, and as you return to life’s routine, may you continue to feel comforted by the love and support of family and friends.
Olivia Sarson
June 1, 2006
On behalf of my family and I, I would like to thank everyone for their kind words. Yesterday was the hardest day of my life and that of my family. My father was truly a great man that touched the souls of many. The following is the eulogy I wrote for my father:
" Finding the words to express my feelings for my father is a task that usually comes with ease. However, last night I experienced great difficulty committing my thoughts to paper. Over and over again I tried to no avail. I thought, “If Dad were here he would know what to say.” Then it hit- he is here in my mind and in my heart. I know he would prefer I say nothing if only to protect me from further pain. Simply put, that was my father. Selfless and protective of his family at any cost. He deeply felt the pain of every living person and creature. Now, I feel my father begging me to stop speaking of him. He thinks it prolongs my pain. Daddy, I must do this. Not for show but to heal. Please let me do this. Daddy, eulogies are for the living. Please let me do this.
As a little girl, I was often mesmerized by his stories. If you knew my Dad, you knew that storytelling was an amazing gift that he possessed. I always wanted to hear more. More. More. I still want more.
My fondest memories of my father include his playing the guitar and singing a song he wrote for me. What love! A father taking to his guitar and searching his heart for the words set to melody for his baby girl. Dad, thank you for making me feel so special and so loved.
As I grew older, I could not understand why he was so fiercely protective of me. Dad worked nights and refused to allow his kids to walk to school. Never complaining yet tired, he drove us to school every morning in order to know that we were safe.
Daddy, I didn’t understand. Now that I am a parent myself, I feel the intense fear you felt. Thank you for keeping me safe and allowing me to grow up to become a mother. I finally understand the love one feels for a child.
Daddy, you walked me down the aisle. How hard that must have been for you. God, you loved me so and to trust another man with my safety must have killed you inside. Again, selfless and wise you knew I would be fine.
As a grandfather, I saw you as a child. Always smiling and laughing in the presence of your grandchildren, you displayed your innocence and youth. Munchie misses you Daddy. Keep her safe as you did me. Muncho will grow into a man and I hope he is just like you.
Daddy, I know you worry for Mom. Just as you cared and protected your children, your wife was also your world. Please know Mom will be loved and cared for in your absence. She loves you so.
Eulogies are for the living, after all. My words are for me and for those that love you Daddy. Our pain is great now. Our comfort comes from our memories of you. You left us many to recall. Your words will forever resound in my heart and you will continue to live through every person you touched.
I love you Daddy. "
Adam Haase
June 1, 2006
My deepest regrests and sympathies for your loss. A beautiful eulogy for a good man.
Danielle Miller
May 31, 2006
I am a friend of Connie's. I can't even begin to imagine what you are all going through. Lynn sounds like a terrific man and I'm sure his legacy will live on. You will all be in my thoughts and prayers.
Danny Londono
May 31, 2006
I am deeply sorry to hear of your loss. Your family's pain is in my heart. Although I never met Lynn, I know that the strength and wisdom he passed on will serve you well in these times of loss and heartache.
Marissa Huber
May 31, 2006
I'm a friend of Connie's through my little brother, Andrew. She has been so nice to me and my family, I can only imagine how special her own family must be.
I just wanted to say that I am so very sorry for your family's loss. It sounds like he was loved very much. You will all be in my thoughts.
Samantha North
May 31, 2006
Connie- I am sorry for your loss, my thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family.Im always here if you need to talk. - Samantha (Quintero) North
Rachel Rubin
May 31, 2006
that is so beautiful! put together so well. stay strong guys!
~ Our death is not an end if we can live on in our children and the younger generation. For they are us, our bodies are only wilted leaves on the tree of life. ~Albert Einstein
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