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John B. Gilbert

West Palm Beach, Florida

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Family-Placed Funeral Notice JOHN B. GILBERT of Lake Park, FL since 1978, formerly of Dedham, MA December 28, 2006, Age 48. Devoted son of Norah (Downing) Gilbert of Dedham, MA and the late John O. Gilbert. Brother of Mary E. Gilbert and her husband Vincent D'Angelo of Dedham, MA. Beloved...

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Rest in peace John You were a great instructor

Remembering you and missing you this time of year.

John, there is never a day That passes that I don´t think of you. You are sorely missed.

John, thinking about you. Take care of Chris, he might need your help.
Love MEG

John,

Happy Birthday. As always you are in my thoughts.
Love MEG

John,
It has been one year since you left us physically, you are not gone, you are always with us in spirit, in thought, in our hearts, always guiding by the example you set. Thank you, LT

How John Gilbert effected me.

I was just 18 , I had moved from New Jersey to West palm Beach Fl.
I made new friends , not the best ones. One day my cousin Micheal Giamatt caught me doing some of the wrong things. Thats when he introduced me to Kempo. After a few months, he told me we were going to a school. If I only new that that school would make such a change in my life. I walked in and waiting for me was this man who stood over 6 feet tall arms crossed, and this smile that only...

I give you this one thought to keep- I am with you still - I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not think of me as gone - I am with you still - in each new dawn. Native American Prayer

To John: Happy Birthday

Birthdays do not end with death,
because memories do not fade,
but are like distant stars that pour forth light across the void.
We miss your fun and gentleness.
We miss your presence, like a silent chord.
And so we celebrate your day by visiting your grave

You had the gift of unrelenting grace
While looking upon cancer ruthless face.
A battle that left you worn but not broken.
As you fought and smiled to the end....