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Brian Douglas Herman

Washington, District of Columbia

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HERMAN, BRIAN DOUGLAS (Age 29)

Tragically on September 23, 2004 as a result of a motorcycle accident. He was a devoted plumber at Thomas E. Clark, Inc., for nine years. Beloved son of Margaret P. and the late Martin D. Herman; nephew of Kevin and Ann Foran of Manchester, England; cousin of...

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I always tell people Brian was the best boyfriend I ever had. He was a plumber and a mechanic and nothing was ever broken when we were together. He was the sweetest, and when I looked him up years later I was so saddened to find out he had passed. I´ll always remember our time together fondly, and every December 12th I think of you. Forever and always. <3

Sorry to have heard.....Blessings to all, especially you Margaret!

Brian was always willing to listen, just listen, something most don't know how to do.

Brian will always be my best friend. He is the love of my life. We dated for 7 years. We helped each other grow up. No one will ever know me the way Brian did. We had just started talking again. I thank God that we got the chance to reconnect. God brought him back to me at just the right time. A large part of my heart will always belong to Brian. He willl watch over and protect all of us. GOD SPEED STRAIGHT TO HEAVEN BIG BOY!!!!!!!!!!

I sorry to hear about Brian. He will be greatly missed.

Brian enjoyed life to the fullest. He will always be remembered for his smile, sense of humor and wonderful laugh. Our deepest sympathy to his family, loved ones, and many, many friends.
Rick and Carla

We can't believe you are gone, Brian. You will always be remembered and cherished by our family...a family that you were always apart of.

Tanya, Sonya, and Miss Kim

Brian was our neighbor and my co-worker and will be missed.

Ted, Bridgitte and Amber Booth


I met Brian shortly after his birth, while his mom was still in the hospital. When Brian was eight or nine years of age, he spent a good part of the summer with my wife, Nita, and I in Boston. It was a summer we will never forget. When last Nita and I met with Brian a half dozen or so years ago, he was a remarkably sincere gentlemen who exuded much kindness. Lost opportunities have been visited upon us all. May G-d look after you, Brian, and those left behind.