BERNARD DENNIS "BERNIE" LUCEY Jr.

I adore Bernie... not past-tense, for he lives in the trees, flowers, and air we breathe. Steve Shaw introduced me to Bernie, & occasional "Weekend at Burnees" became one of my favorite escapes in the past 7 years. I adored him. I know you did, too. His spirit will never die, but we will all miss him. Beautiful soul- always loving and loved. May he bless every tomato and garden, as well as all who loved him back. His pain is over- let´s at least be happy for that. Miss you forever, Burny

I was saddened when I learned of Bernie’s passing, only just now because I’ve been out of touch with NH since moving to DC more than a dozen years ago.
I was lucky enough to meet Bernie when he provided the ticket for my second Burning Man, and we traveled and camped together for the event. The ticket had originally been intended for his wife, but they had a grandchild due to arrive during the event so she stayed home but insisted he go. That fact alone showed me the strength and love...

I knew Bernie though a mutual friend, who had the good fortune of staying and traveling with Bernie. "Weekends at Bernie's" was a past time I had the privilege to enjoy a few times. I loved how gentle, nonjudgmental, kind and smart he truly was. His garden was his joy, and his pleasure in simple things was contagious. I was stricken to hear of his illness, and offer many condolences to his children and family in his passing. Such a beautiful soul. May his light continue to shine on.

Burny was a man of immense curiosity. His love of contraptions and engineering marvels made the mundane seem insane. I wish I had more time to learn from him.

Bernie, I wish you many Silent Nights, Holy nights by Stevie Nicks. Your favorite Christmas Song. I will always think of you when I hear this song, at Christmas time.

Bernie was a “dream come true” to me after being widowed. He proceeded to show me that life was worth living. When he entered my life, everything changed for the better. We had many, many wonderful times together, right up until his death, and many more plans for our future together. He is gone, but never forgotten. I was so fortunate to have spent time with him a day before his passing. He was unresponsive, but I was able to express my feelings to him, which did my heart good. He was loved...

I have been trying to figure out exactly what to say about Bernie, a man I met as a result of the loss of his wife Pat. He joined our grief group at a time he was the only male attending. He was rather quiet and not very open to receiving hugs - something he had no choice but to overcome with his girls! No matter where he was (he was always "somewhere"), he tried to make our gatherings every tuesday. If he was late, he always answered the "where the h..l are you phone call. Bernie...

I would like to thank Bernie for caring so much for "us girls" in our Grief Support Group. He always referred to us as, his girls. Ten years of weekly Tuesday night meetings, we talked, we laughed, we shared, we went out to eat, we went to the movies and yes, sometimes we cried. Bernie always made sure, over the ten years, that we were not alone on New Years Eve or Valentine's Day. We all were together for dinner and sometimes a movie.
Bernie introduced us to Capitol Center For The Arts....