Roger Wilfred Schmitz III

Roger was a sweet boy, I remember playing hide-n-seek in the house in Blue Springs, MO, when Roger was maybe about 7 years old. It was a fun time!

Little Rog,
It is now 3:30 AM, exactly 2 years ago today at this time you took your last breath. Your last trip on this earth.
Before I knew you, before you were even born I loved you. I was the proudest man in the world the day you born. Big dreams, high hopes for you. Our trips began. The first trip home.Your first big wheel,first swingset, first bicycle.The adventurous trips through school.Then the ski trips, the little league trips, the trips to the beaches of Florida and...

What a loving family. I wish I knew all of you, and Roger too.

I am a granddaughter of the late Dorothy Schmitz Pacheco.

Good morning Rog,

That sounds so nice... Rog, so soft.
I can't find a way to express what is in my heart, soul, and mind. I miss you. I love you. Such simple words. Too human, now that you are not here.
This season, Easter season, this week is painful.

Sunday evening, the next night I went home from the hospital and slept in my bed. I already knew you were gone, I knew when Nancy called Saturday evening.
I needed to do this by myself, alone. I went through every...

My dearest first born child,

Roger III, I have loved you unconditionally all my life. I will until that life is completed.

I want to thank you for all you are to me. A blond hair, green eyed skinny boy. A grown man, tall, strong. Although sensitive, innocent, and somewhat naive to this world's expectations. And yet you managed to keep that little boy alive within you. Those green eyes that have a way of looking right into your heart, and that smile that fades away ever so...

Roger, I miss you and pray for you and your wonderful family every day. Please watch over us. Love, Valerie

Keep watch over us, Rog. We love and miss you very much. Grandpa Schmitz

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome...

It has been a year since young Roger returned home. We think about him often, miss him greatly and continue to pray for healing for his wonderful family.

With warm regards,

Joe, Teresa and Meagan Schmitz