Gregory-Sundborg-Obituary

Gregory Sundborg

San Antonio, Texas

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December 12, 1953 - October 5, 2014Gregory Sundborg passed away on Sunday, October 5, 2014. Greg was born December 12, 1953 in Waltham, Mass. to Air Force Colonel Andrew Thomas Sundborg, Jr. and his wife, Jean Putnam Johnston Sundborg. Greg was a seasoned archeologist, long time member of the...

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Greg....... it's been ten years since you left us. Whew....time does indeed fly by. I just want to say how much your friendship meant to me and how lucky I was to work with you. You were truly one of a kind....sincere, blatantly honest, a devoted fan of good music and you lived a good life. I quickly learned that you needed some "quiet time" in the mornings and that it was best to let you initiate those morning conversations after the coffee worked its magic. Fieldwork would have never been...

Miss your gentle surliness and love of Texas music and kittens. I send a howdy to ya every time I pass your house.

I will miss you, Greggo! So grateful to have had you in my life. Your letters and music meant so much to me. You made the world a better place in so many ways and for so many people, and I will never forget your warm kindness. Save me a beer. I'll be visiting you someday.

good buddies

farewell my friend
you enjoyed a great sendoff

We attended the memorial for Greg at Bluebonnet Palace 10/25 along with about 200 of his friends. Great memories were exchanged. Miss ya Grumpy Greg

I overlooked this at the memorial: "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming WOW, WHAT A RIDE!, that was the greg i knew. if anyone wants a copy of the greg pix I posted contact me: [email protected]

You've got to love a man who loves cats. That says it all.

Greg, so sorry our conversations have ended. No one else has your take on things and certainly not your laugh. I still hear it and will listen for it when you come to mind. Which will be often recalling so many projects we worked on together. Always meticulous work and notes that made my job easier. But, most of all the great company. So sorry I can't be at your send off today but a recently broken ankle prevents my travel. Sound familiar?
We'll meet again. Have some cold beer ready.

Greg, you are missed by so many. So fortunate to have had you as a friend for so many years. You were my right hand on so many field projects. Till we meet again. RIP