Matthew James Cunningham

On September 1, 2022, Matthew's mom, Pat, my beautiful wife, joined him in heaven. I miss them both more than words could possibly explain. But I find a degree of solace in knowing that they're together again. Patt and Matthew, I love and miss you both. Greg

THERE ARE SOME WHO BRING A LIGHT SO GREAT TO THE WORLD, THAT EVEN AFTER THEY HAVE GONE THE LIGHT REMAINS.

Today, on your birthday, we honor your legacy and all the good you did. You will never be forgotten. We love you Matthew.

"Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim."

We love you Matthew.

On this sad anniversary, I am remembering what an amazing person Matt was, and how lucky I was to have known him. His passing is not only our loss, but a great loss to the world. He will always be remembered for the beautiful person he was.

God bless you Matt, Rest In Peace

Dad recently heard a cute story about Matt, from the owner of a local flooring store. The owner of the store is the neighbor boy in the story below.

Back in the 1980s, my mom, Matt, and I lived on Miller Street in Butler, across the street from a police officer and his family. When Matt was around 10 years old he had a jacket that had many different pins on it. He wore it once while he was across the street visiting the then 6 year old son of the police officer. The 6 year old boy...

Matt, some kids in the neighborhood were running around with BB guns and i immediately thought back to you, me and Nate, now decades ago. You were a great friend to me and Ill always regret losing touch. Smiling in your memory, Anil