Anson Wesley Call

Something I learned from my uncle Anson is family is important. My nieces and nephews will always be my everything and I won't ever leave their lives. He taught me that creativity is also important and is important to have fun. :)

My dad would love to take us out for dinner every weekend or so there´s no specific memory that is my favorite about those times but going there with him was one of my favorite things to do with him.

Probably Lake Powell with the whole family on the houseboat when I was 3 or 4.

Anson was the love of my daughter, Amanda's life. I've never seen her happier than she has been with Anson, and I've been told by many that he's been happiest with her as well.
I felt like Anson was part of the family right away. He was so easy to love and his wit and genuine love was a blessing right from the start. He spoke so tenderly, honestly, and lovingly, and was so proud of his boys: Roan, Shep and Smith. As a mom, it meant a lot to me that Anson felt so deeply about his sons. I had looked forward to meeting them one day. My sincerest sympathies are with them today as they , with the help of their family, attempt to navigate this devastating loss.
I pray for each of us today as we try to make sense of what doesn't make sense. I can't get past it or understand it. I can only try to get through it. As overwhelming as this pain is, I know I am richer for having been blessed to know the miracle that was, and will always be, Anson Wesley Call. I will see you again in heaven. You've met my brother, Brian, by now. You share a June 28th birthday. You also shared the same twinkle in your eyes.
Godspeed, Anson. I will always remember you and try to love everyone as you did, freely and unconditionally.

My heart goes out to the Call family. Anson will be so missed by all. I met him when I was 18, while I was attending college. He always made me smile with his own, unique style. You considered your time with Anson a special gift because he was often hard to pin down. He was always on the move exploring or creating. Even when I was in London for study abroad, he took time out of his trip abroad to find me and meet me for lunch because he knew I was homesick for a familiar face. We lost touch over the years but I will never forget him. Anson was one of a kind and loved by all. My deepest condolences.