Eric James Pack

I remember when we briefly brought family members to a camping area. (Family had rented a couple cabins). Eric and I talked for some time. What was unmistakable was I couldnt help thinking, whenever someone finished speaking with Eric, they walked away with a little more lift to their step and a greater appreciation for life. He inevitably cheered up everyone he encoun-tered and you didnt forget who you had talked to that made you feel good about life (A word fitly spoken are like apples of...

Fondly remembering my cousin, Eric, as this difficult date comes up. He was the kindest, happiest, most fun, most generous person I know. He continues to be a true example of a life well lived for me, and I can´t wait to be reunited with him in heaven! I will never forget your joy, humor, playfulness, or the introduction to Terry Brooks. His books alone have enriched my life immensely. In fact, I got a few autographed by the author, who lives near Fort Lewis, many years later. We love and...

Pack Family, you are in my thoughts and prayers. So thankful for all the good memories of special times with you and kind-hearted Cousin Eric. May God bless you always.

Never a more loving or kind person. There is so much my older self wishes I could share. Missed opportunities. The sadness is deep but I am so thankful I will see you again.

I love and miss my big brother/cousin, Eric Pack. I know he is with Jesus and perfectly happy (even with this Green Bay season!). There is no sorrow and tears there. Thank you God for the time that I got to know cousin Eric who had such a big heart. I can´t wait to see him again in heaven someday.

Oh Eric you are truly missed. So many things have happened in the family and the world around us that I would have wanted to share w you and hear your take. As always, Sis and Charlie, thank you for sharing such a wonderful son w our family. As Nathanael mentioned, he always made time to see us when we were in town.

Eric was my cousin. He was such joyous person, you couldn´t be around him for 30 seconds without cracking a smile, or chuckling, or straight up laughing. He always had a joke or a funny story. Even just his smile would make you laugh-like he was up to some intricate and incredibly funny trick. He was a hard worker, and always made time for family. We didn´t get to visit my aunt much growing up, but whenever we did, he was always there. We shared many meals, and plenty of stories. He loved...

Oh Eric, we truly miss you. Your name constantly comes up when we gather as a family. Such fun we had with you and you were always ready to help and defend us. We'll see you when the trumpet sounds....