Loyd-Thomas-Obituary

Loyd Thomas

Bay City, Michigan

Oct 7, 1933 – Apr 17, 2014 (Age 80)

About

BORN
October 7, 1933
DIED
April 17, 2014
AGE
80
LOCATION
Bay City, Michigan

Obituaries

Send Flowers

THOMAS, LOYD ARLEN Bay City, MI Loyd A. Thomas was born in Three Rivers, MI on October 7, 1933 to the late Claude and Alice (Lintz) Thomas. He passed away April 17, 2014 at his home with his family by his side. Loyd is survived by his wife, the former Sharon Bacigalupo Gray, as well as three...

Read More

Guest Book

Not sure what to say?

Miss You. Lots of wonky weather. I'll never forget when I was in Finland with hardly any snow and you ended up with bus-high snow. You were not happy; and said I could never leave the country again. Your flowers are just starting to reach for the sky. They are always gorgeous. You would have liked them. Bright and Beautiful.

Miss You. Really appreciate all the times you took me to events when you were able to be home. And the travels we went on when you could take me with you. You always called to check in. I miss our talks.

Happy Father's Day in Heaven. I miss you soooo much. I don't know how you ever put up with this changing world. I do know that you made a huge difference in soooo many lives. Love You.

Miss you and Mom soooo much. Thank You for being such an awesome and amazing Dad. Life threw you a whole herd of weird things to navigate. You always did your absolute best. I loved how you always took me with you when you were home. And when you were away helping corporations navigate financial hurtles, you called every night. Thank You for my Blue Thunder, Whiskey, Missey, and especially Muffit. And for letting me be a Dairy Farmer. Love You.

Miss you Dad. I know you are near many times. Especially when I'm looking for tools to repair tractors and machinery. I'm sooooo glad you had Sharon and her family. They were lucky to have you too. Give Mom a huge hug for me.

Happy Father's Day. Miss You, Pops. How I wish I could get a hug. And hear your voice.

Hay, Pops. Yup. Hay. I know. You're probably giving me that look. Yup. That one. Where you try to look stern but your mouth and eyes are twitching trying not to laugh. I bet you are really wondering why you always paid for my Reader's Digest subscription. So. Seven years. It seems like forever. So many times I wish I could talk to you. I found your beloved Stearman. No luck with the Cub yet. Miss You.

Happy Birthday in Heaven, Dad. Still missing your hugs. And airplanes, boats, snowmobiles, and of course, your favorite, horses. Essentially, spending time with you. Thank You for being such a great dad.

Miss you dad. I've been up during this time that you were joining mom. I didn't intend to, it just always happens. I sure miss our adventures. Not many dad's are as fun as you. I can imagine how much you would grumble during a quarantine like we are experiencing now. No plane, no boats, no visiting others. And yet you would find a way to make it fun. Hugs would be awesome right now.