Carroll "Gordon" Thomas

GT, you brought such infectious enthusiasm to all your favorite activities, your "stuff", your dogs, your loved ones. I will sorely miss your sweet phone calls and will fondly remember our few years together in our youth. I still see you laying on the ground, scouring my TT's wheels at Cystie Ugler's memorial. Love you, Catherine

Sweet Gordon your hugs will be missed! Sue you made Gordon a very,very happy man. His grin, the thought makes me smile..He will be missed. Lots of love Karen

Sweet Gordon your hugs will be missed! Sue you made made Gordon a very

MY FRIEND, THANK YOU FOR SAYING I ADDED TO THE QUALITY OF YOUR LIFE. YOU AND MAUDE ADDED SO MUCH TO MINE EACH MONTH. AS A RESULT OF OUR TALKS, I NOW KNOW YOU CAN NOT HEAR ME AND I SHALL NEVER SEE YOU, LACY OR MAUDE AGAIN. BUT I SHALL CARRY YOU AND MAUDE IN MY HEART, NEXT TO LACEY. THERE, THE THREE OF YOU SHALL REMAIN ALIVE, AND WE SHALL CONTINUE OUR MONTHLY TIME TOGETHER UNTIL I BREATH MY LAST BREATH. WELCOME MY FRIEND, WELCOME.

Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today...a quote from James Dean, who if you knew "G" you knew he loved. Gordon not only dreamed but made a lot of those dreams a reality. From the crazy way he met my sister, to his mishaps and adventures in the woods, there was always something to smile and laugh about when it came to Gordon. His stories will make a heck of a chapter or two (at least) in a book! He was always doing something in the woods or doing something. Gordon...

People say "day to day everythings the same. But when you look back it all changes." This has been true for mostly every part of my life. That is every part except my uncle Gordon. He has always been the fun, life loving, dork I have always known and admired. I have never seen a person work so hard to make their dreams a reality. Everytime I would go to The Ranch he would greet me in his super charged motorized wheel chair, zooming by like he did many a time. Looking back I see nothing but...

One never tires of hearing or telling "Gordon" stories. I particularly recall the one where he and his cohort, Ned, supposedly saw a pterodactyl perched on the clock tower at Stanford University. What were those guys smoking????

I am very grateful for having had the opportunity of spending the past ten years leaving with Gordon, Sue and the dogs in their beautiful natural paradise.

Thanks, Gordon.
Cecilia Zylka

You'll be missed Gordon, Thank-you very much for what you've shared with us.

Sincerely Pernell Rush