Jeffrey Aaron Bork

Dear Daddy,
I want to tell you I love you. I miss you. I wish that the sun could be a sunflower. I feel sad when I miss you. I wish that stars in the middle could be swirls. I feel like all the birds could land on the hill. I miss playing with you in my room. I wish it could be night time, and you could dream about me and I could dream about you. I wish you could come back but you can't. I wish you could come back and color with me but you can't. I wish that the birds could...

What Up Guy!

Not a day goes by that I don't think about you. From the days in 1989 at Amador Valley High in wood shop, to last Thanks Giving with you and Hanna at the house. You were and always will be my best friend. I miss our weekly phone calls and the feeling of having someone that I knew that really knew me. Someone I could talk about anything with.

You were a really great dude. I may never get how you didn't see it. Everyone I know that has met you remembers...

The Celebration of Life for Jeff Bork,

My name is James Blackwood and I was not only a friend of Jeff but I was his boss. I want to start by welcoming you all to a great day of rememberance. To me the easy part of today is remembering, knowing, and appreciating the greatness of Jeff Bork.

Jeff was a great man. First and foremost his love for Hanna. Nothing will ever take that away. Then the love for his family and friends. He was a giving guy and always watched out...

A Dad's wish for his Son is to live and find happiness in who he is, succeed at what he does, love and feel the love of those around him, and to spend eternity with God.

I've always felt that Jeff wanted to do the right things in life and to be a stand up guy.

Somewhere along the way, life's circumstances and an emotional pain, which no amount of counseling, medication, or the love of those who came along side him, could resolve. I know with all my heart that he tried...

Pam and family,
I just heard of Jeff's passing today and I am deeply sorry for your loss. My thoughts and prayers go out to you all.

Reading by George Alboff, Jeff's uncle at the memorial service.

They say that we should all be at our own memorial services, to see how loved we are. Jeff, I'm certain, would have been very touched.

Jeff, my nephew, was born in Marin County, the summer of 1974 a little over 35 years ago. In those days most adults smoked cigarettes and they smoked them wherever they happened to be standing or sitting. I can still recall Pam, a new mother, a smoker herself at that time,...

Dear Jeffrey,
Not a day goes by that I don’t think about you, or wish that things were different. Life happened, and we grew apart, but I still miss you. I miss hearing your voice and your words of encouragement. I miss your jokes and hearing your laugh. I miss being able to turn to you on my worst days. I miss your absolute amazement at our daughter.
I always told you that you would hold a special place in my heart….and you do. I always told you I couldn’t have been...

From Jeff’s services on February 6, 2010

There are no words to describe the loss I am feeling for my son Jeff.

Instead, I thought I would share some memories.

One of the first being when Jeff was born, coming home from the hospital with Chuck & I. Me holding Jeff cradled in my arms in the front seat of our 1968 white 4 door Toyota.

Our vacations every year in Tahoe, which started when he was 2. Catching his first fish from the lake. Going to...