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Zachary Tellier Obituary
Born in Carmel, N.Y., on May, 29, 1976, the year of America's Bicentennial celebration, Zack grew up in Westford, Mass., and Bedford, N.H., where he enjoyed drama, skateboarding, and producing videos.
He was an accomplished drummer in a rock band and a fan of rock artists such as Led Zeppelin, The Doors, Jimi Hendrix, and Dropkick Murphy's.
During high school, Zack worked in front of and behind the cameras at Manchester (N.H.) Community Television, which is where he developed his interest in democracy, his love for the people of the world, and his realization of himself and his lifelong goals.
In the summer of 1993, Zack was chosen to participate in a small student exchange program in Poland, where the students produced documentaries together in order to learn each other's languages and cultures. He returned to Poland for two more summers to teach video production and American history.
During his high school years, he taught children at the German Language School in Manchester.
Zack graduated from Manchester West High School in 1994 and from American University in 1998 with a degree in Communications and History.
During college he interned at National Geographic Magazine, where he helped to choose photos for publication. He was president of the American University Rugby Club.
After college, Zack returned to the Manchester, N.H., area. He worked hard at many jobs and excelled at the carpentry trade. He loved spending time with his family and friends, helping them with projects, camping, roughhousing, playing Risk, and laughing with his brothers James and Dan, and giving ''helicopter rides” to his youngest brother and sister, Sam and Hannah.
In September 2005, Zack made the decision to enlist in the Army. He wanted to be responsible for his own success at a job he knew he could do well, while serving his country. His dedication to the Army was obvious to his fellow soldiers and commanding officers. He stated in one of his blog entries that he ''never felt more alive” than he did while he was in Afghanistan doing his job.
On June 17, 2006, Zack married his longtime sweetheart, Sara Grace Martin of Nashua, N.H. They settled in Charlotte, N.C., while Zack was stationed at Fort Bragg.
Zack deployed for Afghanistan in January of this year.
In April, Zack suffered serious burns while pulling two buddies from their exploded vehicle. He spent two weeks in Baghram Air Force Base Hospital in Afghanistan, but he complained daily how he needed to get back to ''his guys.”
In his brief time in the Army, Zack was awarded two Bronze Stars, one with valor, two Purple Hearts, and several other awards and decorations.
His wife Sara says, ''I just want Zack to be remembered as a person with a huge heart, a strong sense of morality and integrity, and someone who did what he believed in, right up until the last moment. He was a hero in all of our eyes, but he never would accept being called one.”
Besides his wife, Zack is survived by his mother, Pamela D. Morse of Falmouth; his father and stepmother, David W. and Lauren Tellier of Groton, Mass.; three brothers, James C. Tellier of Bellevue, Wash., Daniel W. Tellier and Samuel C. Tellier of Groton, Mass., and his sister, Hannah E. Tellier of Groton, Mass.
He is also survived by his paternal grandparents, Eugene H. and Jane Tellier of South Orleans; and numerous aunts, uncles, and cousins.
Visiting hours will be held from 4 to 7 p.m. Friday at the Chapman, Cole & Gleason Funeral Home, 475 Main Street, Falmouth, MA 02540 (www.ccgfuneralhome.com). A celebration of Zack's life will be at 11:30 a.m. Saturday at the funeral home, followed by a 1 p.m. committal ceremony at the Massachusetts National Cemetery in Bourne.
In lieu of flowers, remembrances in memory of Zachary D. Tellier may be made to the Fisher House Foundation, 1401 Rockville Pike, Suite 600, Rockville, MD 20852, (www.fisherhouse.org). The foundation provides housing and other support for families of military personnel who have been hospitalized due to illness or injury. Zack had good friends whose families greatly benefited from Fisher House's services.
This obituary was originally published in the Cape Cod Times.
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Pamela Morse
July 5, 2021
Dear Jason R. Smith,
I'm sorry it has taken me so long to respond to your kind message here. You make me so proud! I cried when I read your kind words. I feel so lucky to still be hearing wonderful things about my son from people like you -- after almost 14 years. Thank you for your invitation to visit. It sure is a possibility that we will get to Virginia at some point, and for sure we will be in touch. And if you or your family come near Massachusetts, please contact us. I'm at [email protected]. If you haven't done so, please join the Remembering Sgt. Zachary D. Tellier page on Facebook. Thank you, Jason. Your message touched my heart.
Jason R Smith
May 30, 2021
Pamela,
I met your son in Bagram, April of 2007 after he had saved the life of my brother. He was the best of men. It was so long ago and I have now been in for 18 years. Currently, my family and I are stationed in Virginia and I would love the opportunity to meet you and tell you of the impact your son had on my family.
MSG Jason R Smith
US Army
[email protected]
458-600-5688
Pamela Morse
December 16, 2020
Dearest Kim, So happy to hear from you here, and I know Zack is happy he brought us together. I'm doing well and staying safe. My email is the same; I hope yours is too. Let's catch up there! Merry Christmas to you all!
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Kim Straker
December 8, 2020
It's been quite some time since I wrote on Zach's site but he and his irrepressible Mother have long remained in our thoughts. Pam, if you happen to read this, do please let us know how you're going, especially now as we all try to navigate our way during this difficult and testing time. with loving thoughts from Kim
Benjamin Shields
December 7, 2020
It is very late to offer my condolences for the family. I was one of the few mechanics that was at FOB Tellier and proud to have known Zachary. The evening before the tragedy, I will never forget walking into a poorly lit b-hut and seeing Zachary with a flashlight sitting down looking at handmade blueprints. He was wanting to do some work and fix it up so his team could move in there. I have to admit there was an eerie feeling but it was also one of a handful of times that there was solace and a complete feeling of peace. He was one of the most selfless individuals I have ever met and I still think about him to this day. When I made SGT in 2009, I tried to model his leadership.
Charlie Gili
March 27, 2020
Hello,
We realize that we are very late to express our deepest condolences, but we wanted to let your family and friends know that we will be sending Care Packages to deployed troops this week and several of these will be dedicated to your loved one. Each package will carry the name, photo and hometown of Zachary D. Tellier US Army Sergeant.
We realize that this is a small tribute, but we do this with all respect and sincerity and we want you to know that it is made possible by thousands of like-minded individuals from across the American youth hockey community, their families and friends and others who support our mission.
We will not forget. May God Bless you and keep you safe and strong.
Sincerely,
Charlie Gili & Family
On Behalf of our US Hockey Players Support Our Troops Campaign
Straker
September 26, 2015
well Zack - every date is significant and September 29 is nearly here. Each year that passes makes us older but you're always 31 and your memory remains shining bright;the love of your friends and family is undiminished and while each wishes you had been granted more years on earth, we know that your life was lived with honour and will always be defined by the way you chose to live and not by the manner of your passing.
We have recent photos of Zachary Liam Tellier with his parents and his Grandma; they all look very happy and gosh, Zachary is growing into a big boy indeed - so cute. One photo shows him sitting in your truck, right in the driver's seat, with a dragon fly on his arm.
Your Mom is doing fine and you would be proud of the courage she has shown through these long years. Rest easy Zack.
Kim and Jim
Kim Straker
August 1, 2015
Hi there Zack ... we've just received the photos of your nephew, Zachary Liam Tellier. He has big footsteps to follow in his life but I'm sure he'll be up to the task.
Your Mom sounds and looks so happy with him snuggled in her arms - I just wish that things had been different for you but life is what it is and we all have to make the best of what we have. Pam, if you read this some time, thank you for all the memories of Zack and his brothers, and for the time we've talked things over - even at a distance we're there for each other.
warmest thoughts to all the Tellier family, and an especially big welcome to Zachary Liam Tellier, a young man with a big future.
May 17, 2014
Always thinking of you...
March 26, 2014
Just stopping by to pay respects Zack. We still hope to be able to visit with your Mom sometime this year - what a gab fest that will be huh??
Your memory continues to shine brightly - you won't be forgotten. from Kim
September 28, 2013
For all who miss Zack's big presence in their lives. Zack - so many years have passed since your untimely death. So much has changed in the world you knew but some things remain shining bright - your courage, your service to your country, your unfailing support of your troops, the love you had for your family and friends - your life is defined by the manner in which you lived it, not by the circumstances of your passing. Pam, you're so very much in our thoughts today - so from Australia to the USA, love from Kim and Jim
Amanda
September 11, 2013
It is the National Day of Remembrance. Always thinking of you...
Kim and Jim
February 24, 2013
Just stopping by :-)
Kim and Jim
September 24, 2012
Hi there Zack: nearly 29 September and getting towards the time of year that brings to mind, more than ever, the sacrifice you made in 2007. While we will always be saddened that you were not granted long years, we also remember to be grateful for all that you and so many others from so many countries have given for freedom loving people around the world.
Your life has been defined by the way you lived, not by the manner of your passing. God bless Zack - you're remembered. Pam, you're in our thoughts, always.
James Tellier
March 19, 2012
Not a day goes by that I don't think of you.
Joe and Donna Brittain
December 10, 2011
Zackary D Tellier is being honored today in the City of Hickory parade, along with 150 of his fallen conrads. We are grateful to be the couple today to carry his name.
Peggy Childers
September 30, 2011
To the family and friends of Sgt. Zachary Tellier:
Please accept my remembrance of Zachary on the anniversary of his passing and know that he will never be forgotten.
Kim and Jim Straker
September 28, 2011
Well Zack - here in Australia it is already September 29, and we're thinking of you, your Mom and brothers and your friends, all of whom miss you year round, but especially on this anniversary.
Sent with respect for your service, courage and sacrifice.
Jen Drociak
September 28, 2011
Dear Zack,
It is difficult to believe it has been four years since you slipped the finiate bounds of earth. The time has passed both quickly and slowly at equal rates. I just wanted to let you know I am thinking of you, and miss you much my friend. I will never forget your true friendship or your ultimate sacrifice. Much love.
Craig Pennypacker
September 26, 2011
Hello Zack,
Thinking about you this time of year. Sad we cannot speak to you in person but so comforting to know you stand above us watching over..... Thanking you for your service, dedication and honor. You are one terrific person.
Kim Straker
September 4, 2011
hey there Zack ... we'll be traveling and not likely to have computer access on the 29th of this month so I'm getting in now so that your Mom and all who know and love you can be assured that even over here, on the other side of the world, you are remembered.
Rest easy - honored always, from Kim & Jim - (we're home at last but our thoughts are often with those on the ground back in AFG and IRQ - may they be safe).
James Tellier
August 31, 2011
I miss you.
Paul Farrell
March 14, 2011
You are in our thoughts and prayers.
Kim Straker
December 6, 2010
hey Zack - funny thing: I was sitting here listening to the helos taking off when the entry from Michael Greene popped up - is this your way of reminding everyone that you're still watching our backs?
Now I'm going to email your Mom.
Michael Greene
December 2, 2010
I served with Zach in 4-73 Cavalry. I vividly remember the day he was killed. I heard over the radio a trooper in Charlie Troop was down- my immediate thought was "I hope it isn't Sergeant Tellier."
Be proud he stepped forward to serve. As long as America has people like him willing to serve we will be OK. God bless him.
Craig Pennypacker
September 29, 2010
Thinking about you on this most solemn day. Three years have passed since you gave your life to protect your soldiers and ALL of us at home. You are the epitome of honor and greatness.
How proud all of us are.
Thanks for your service.
Remembering you as a remarkable warrior.
Lance Hobson
September 29, 2010
Today I am thinking about the great Sgt Tellier. I was working here three years ago when he died and had just visited FB Wilderness a few days prior. There was quite a lot of activity in the JOC created by his death, I have never seen so many colonels and generals on the floor talking in low voices. I kept hearing the term "high gravity soldier," which made it obvious to even to me, an Air Force guy, that a very important leader had died. The concern was that the unit at FB Wilderness would not be able to function with the loss of such a leader. The CG quickly made plans to go right back to reassure the troops, even though he had just been there. When I heard it was Sgt Tellier who had been killed, I immediately remembered my visit to Wilderness how he took charge of the troops after the award ceremony was over. The soldiers jumped when he told them to fall in, and he seemed to enjoy his role as the respected leader of those troops. They knew he was the guy who was going to get them home safely.
Now I'm flying missions over Afghanistan now in the F-15E, and I'll make sure I do my best in supporting the troops on the ground and honoring the great Sgt Tellier. He made a lasting impact and will not be forgotten.
Peggy Childers
September 29, 2010
To the family and friends of Sgt. Zachary Tellier:
Remembering Zachary on the anniversary of his passing. May our fallen heroes never be forgotten!
Peggy Childers
"Don't Let The Memory Of Them Drift Away"
www.IraqWarHeroes.org
Kim Straker
September 27, 2010
29 September 2010.
Remembering Zack - a big man who left many big and wonderful memories to comfort those who love and miss him. Thinking of you all at this time especially, as well as througout the year. Zack's courage and sacrifice will be always be remembered. Sincerely, Kim and Jim, Doha, Qatar, GCC
Diane Franey
May 31, 2010
Remembering Zachary, never, ever forgotten.
barb whitehead
May 25, 2010
The NC Run for the Fallen will honor fallen troops from North Carolina at a Memorial Run on Saturday, May 29th, 8:30am, Ayden Grifton High School track, Hwy 11 S. Ayden NC. Each troop will be honored by a runner/walker who carries a flag in his memory for one mile. Please come join us in honoring our fallen troops. For more information contact Kathy Moore at 252-746-3435 after 5:00pm or email at [email protected]
Connie
May 24, 2010
Memorial Day is approaching. I can't put flowers on your grave, but I know your Mom will see this and tell you I would have. Your job protecting mine is almost over, as he will be home soon. His attachment to you is a buddy's bond and won't be broken. I think you are ok with the way things went down for him. Your Mom gave her blessings so I think he feels you would also. Rest in Peace.
James Tellier
March 21, 2010
I don't think they liked the entry I put it on St Patty's Day. But that's okay. We'll keep that one between you and me.
Today's my Birthday. The Family's having a party back in Boston for me. I remember in 99 you guys did that and videotaped it. Dad interviewed everyone and you said "Happy Birthday Jamie. We're having a lot of fun, I wish you were here."
And in writing this, I remember my 7th birthday in 1986. It was the first year we had a video camera and you and Dad went around interviewing all of my friends with the fake red Microphone we grew up with.
I think of so many movies I wish you could've seen. Beerfest, Transformers, and the latest, the Hangover.
I miss you man. You were such a good time.
P.S. There are some nice pictures on here that I don't have. If anyone has pictures of Zack in college, crazy nights in Macnhvegas, at Fort Bragg or in Afghanistan, please feel free to send them to me.
jim
February 11, 2010
miss you pal. I think of you time to time and what you gave for my freedom. It will never be forgotten!
Kim
January 31, 2010
Hi Pam - looks like I'm not the only person who thinks that you're only 'pretending' that you have a direct pipeline to Zack. That pipeline is probably in your mental speed dial and it works. You gave birth to him and that's a bond that nothing can sever, break, bend or damage.
You are moving on in many ways, and I think that Zack would be proud of what you've managed to accomplish since his death - so keep talking to him, and thank you for allowing the rest of us to share in the magic that he was, and remains - a very special man. I'm so proud of you. with love from Kim
ps: Zack, don't listen to what your Mom said - you know how she goes off at a tangent sometimes?? this was one of those times !! She'll be fine tomorrow for sure.
January 30, 2010
Pam, I know that Zack and myself love to read your thoughts and prayers for Zack. I do feel the same that this is a direct pipeline to Zack. Zack is in my thoughts everyday and I'm so proud to spend as much time as I did with Zack and I will never forget him! I miss you very much buddy and I can't wait to see you again!
Best Regards Jon
January 29, 2010
Two years, four months since you died. I am pretty sure I am the only person left who pretends this is a direct pipeline to you, Zack. Since you were not fond of corresponding online, this will be my final entry to you here. I'm moving on in many ways -- you'd be proud -- and you and I will be together forever through our hearts and souls.
Love, Mom
Pamea Morse
December 29, 2009
The 29th. Two years, three months. Christmas was too quiet. I was remembering the last one you were here. I gave you Grammy's engagement ring to present to Sara on New Year's Eve. You were so excited to propose!
Guess what? Julia and Carlos got engaged on Christmas night! On Labor Day when we were all together, Carlos asked Jamie and Danny for their permission to marry Julia, and somehow I know you bless their union too.
I love you and miss you,
Mom
Pamela Morse
November 29, 2009
Two years, two months. I'll be counting forever because you are gone forever.
Within the past month two fallen soldiers were buried near you. They were buddies and died in the same helicopter crash. Sara knew Kyle! She went to St. Anselm with him and his girlfriend.
In today's Boston Globe there is a story of a young artist named Matthew Mitchell who has painted 100 beautiful portraits of returning veterans of this war. He is so talented! He captures all the pain, sorrow, love and joy of each soldier.
They pose for the portraits and chat with the artist about their experiences if they choose to. I can see tears forming in the eyes of one.
Boston Globe readers can leave comments online, and as you can imagine, I'm a regular. Somebody had written something not very nice, so I had to tell him off. You'd be proud.
Even though we have photos of you, I wish Matthew Mitchell could paint a portrait of you.
I love you forever. Mom
Pamela Morse
October 29, 2009
Someday I'll stop writing here on the 29th of each month -- maybe next month or next year -- but not today.
A handsome soldier, 29 years old to be exact, whose parents live in Mashpee, passed away (you can't use the k-word on here or they don't put your entry in, even if you're The Mom) with his three buddies when their Vietnam-era helicopter went down (I don't think you can say the cr-word either) in Afghanistan three days ago.
I am sad and mad, but your brother Jamie knows every single thing about the history of these countries, so he reassured me that you and this soldier knew what you were doing and why you were there. I guess I already knew that.
I want you to know how much Jamie and Danny watch over me and take care of me, just like you asked them to.
I love you, Zack, forever and ever.
Mom, or HEY MA! as you used to call me ...
Jen Drociak
September 30, 2009
Dear Zack,
It is still difficult to believe it has been two years since your passing. In some respects it seems like it was just yesterday. In other respects it seems like it was forever ago.
Yesterday's weather was strikingly similar to the weather on September 29th 2007. What began as a cool drizzle with low-lying fog ended with warm sunshine. I kept hoping for a Monarch butterfly.
I visited your stone at the National Cemetary yesterday. I hope you like Gerber daisies since I brought you three. One red, one orange, and one yellow. I liked the vegan comic your mum left with you. It was quite fitting since I am a vegan and it made me laugh, which was good. You would have laughed as well.
I didn't stay long, but did tell you again how much I miss you, how proud of you I am and continue to be, and how thankful and honored I was to be your friend. You were always such a true, unselfish, and thoughtful friend. I didn't know, and still do not know, too many people (and friends) of your calibur. I do see traces of you though, in others, as you have touched so many of us. I can't speak for others, but I know I strive to be a better person, and a better friend to others because of you.
After I left, I decided to surprise your mum at work with a bouquet of flowers. I wanted to make sure she was Ok because I think of her often, and often worry. It was really nice to see her and to be able to spend a few moments with her.
Later that afternoon, back in Manchester, I met with Shawn, Karen, and Angie to help plant and mulch a row of rose bushes at the Manchester High School West Memorial Walkway. We also replaced the mum in the urn near your stone. There is another stone next to yours, Nicolous Broedeur. Coincidentally, he was born on 9/29 and you died on 9/29. Yesterday would have been his 30th birthday but he died on leave from Iraq.
To close the evening, Shawn and I had a drink and toasted at Milly's Tavern in your honor. We both had a beer, and then he downed a shot of Jack for you. I just looked on and cringed.
Anyway, I miss you so much, buddy, and think about you often. I promise you will forever live in my heart, I will always remember you, and I will always cherish our life-long friendship.
Thank you for everything.
Love Always, Jen
Peggy Childers
September 30, 2009
To the family of Sgt. Zachary Tellier:
Zachary gave the ultimate sacrifice and will be held in the hearts of Americans forever. I cannot and will not let our fallen heroes be forgotten. My deepest sympathy to you. "Some gave all."
Peggy Childers
"Don't Let The Memory Of Them Drift Away"
www.IraqWarHeroes.org
Andrew Finkelman
September 29, 2009
Hey Zack, Hard to believe it has been two years. Just got home from work. Still working midnights. I have a picture of you on my desk at work that your mom sent me. Sometimes when I am having a bad shift, I see the picture and it reminds me to stop complaining and just take care of what I have to do. By the way, Ashley and I had another kid a few months ago. Charles Zachary Finkelman was born on June 16th. No, the middle name is not a coincidence. I look forward to one day telling him about the person who he got his middle name from. I wish you could see my 3 kids, I know they would love you. Want to hear something crazy? I still have your number in my cell phone. I can't bring myself to erase it. Stupid, I know. Anyhow, I'm sure you are sitting up there in a big recliner right now, probably wearing a worn out flannel shirt and hiking boots, sipping on a Budweiser, laughing really hard at some stupid TV show like we used to do in college. We definitely had some good times. I really wish we could do that again. Miss ya, buddy. -Abe
September 28, 2009
Two years has gone by with the blink of an eye. Seems like just yesterday we were laughing our heads off together about who knows what. Seems like just yesterday we were back in our posse of rug rats driving our parents crazy. Seems like just yesterday you were still here.
We all miss you so much. The missing will never stop. It doesn't get better, it gets worse. I keep waiting for one of your phone calls, your unmistakable voice shouting "Yo, Jules!" before I could even say hello.
Life has kept going, but nothing is the same. I try to make you proud every day. You showed by example what a great man was. I will never forget a minute of my life with you in it.
I love you, Zack. I miss you always.
Pamela Morse
September 28, 2009
Yo, Zack, we're eating breakfast together tomorrow. Just bought us a bunch of mini chocolate chip muffins. We'll share 'em with the birds and squirrels. And here's something you'd think was pretty funny, but I think it'll be cool: Tonight I took your picture to Walmart for them to post on the "Wall of Honor" with other local soldiers.
Remember every time you came home from work and I would say, "How was work?" and you, in your good-natured fun way, would say, "Worky!" Every time. I loved that. I'll always love you the most, you know ... LOL See you bright and early! Love, Mom
Connie Faulk
September 25, 2009
As you probably know, another of Charlie Co. was killed this month. He was a FO, like Derek. Derek has been transferred to Bravo and struggled with the fact that Tyler went in his place. Thank you for watching over him and prayers to Tyler's family. I selfishly worry about Derek. God bless you and keep you in his arms.
Kim Straker
September 24, 2009
Zack - I'm not sure that I will be near a computer and able to write on your site on the 29th so this is a bit early - while this is a sad time, I hope that those who love you best will still be able to smile, laugh and remember all the good memories that you left behind. Your time on earth was way too short but you packed so much into those years - I'm certain that you were doing just what you wanted to do, and that you were proud of what you achieved both in America and in a theatre of war - you remain an inspiration to all, even those of us not fortunate enough to know you in life. Pam, thank you for sharing your precious boy with us - Zack would be as proud of the way you've coped these many months as you are of him. God bless. Kim and Jim
Pamela Morse
August 29, 2009
Hey Zack,
The 29th again. Time is flying fast for us. Hope it is for you too, or else that you are in one heck of a wonderful place where you are laughing your joyous laugh.
I love you,
Mom xoxo
James Tellier
August 25, 2009
Your men deployed again. You may not be there by their side, but you will always be in their hearts.
I love you, I will visit you in a couple of weeks.
Julia Morse
August 1, 2009
Zack,
In one month, I am going to Cape Cod to see your mom and brothers - the first time I've been there since your funeral. You mom and I were talking about how excited we are to go visit you together at the cemetery. Then we laughed - who gets excited to go to a cemetery?! But I am! Even though I carry you with me every moment of every day, somehow I feel like I'm going to get to say a proper hello when I get to the Cape.
I'm also bringing Carlos. I wish you could meet him and fall in love with him like I have. The two of you sure would have had fun together. I'm going to show him the Swan Attack video. I think that will be a proper introduction to who you were and why it is that we spent our entire lives laughing together. I'd give anything to have one more laugh with you. I miss you so much.
Your cousin, as you called me,
Jules
Pamela Morse
July 29, 2009
Dear Zack,
Ah, the 29th of the month again, so I'm especially thinking of you. Another Cape Cod soldier was lost last Thursday in Afghanistan, and today he was returned to his family. I am sad that so many promising, intelligent, and successful soldiers are gone.
I just walked up Main Street from my office to the sandwich shop and went by the always lively Liam Maguire's. I think if I looked in, I might have seen you sitting on a barstool. But I kept looking straight ahead because I didn't want to be disappointed when you weren't there.
I will always miss you and love you. Mom
Kim Straker
July 16, 2009
Zack - the strangest thing just happened. I was looking through some old emails and came across one from your Mom - and right then a new email arrived from this site - the entry was from your brother, and while it made me cry, it underlined the fact that when you live in the hearts of those who love you, you are never really gone.
Rest in Peace Zack, rest in peace.
Zack, always happy. You are missed so much.
July 15, 2009
James Tellier
July 15, 2009
I dig my toes into the sand, the ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket. I lean against the wind, pretend that I am weightless, and in this moment I am happy. Happy.
I wish you were here.
I love you Zack.
Greater Love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
Zeke 3:16
Lance Hobson
June 28, 2009
I did not know Sgt Tellier, but I did see him at FOB Wilderness a week before he died. I am an Air Force officer and was working in the CJTF-82 JOC as the night Chief of Ops at the time. I visited the FOB with BG Votel, who was there to pin on medals and meet the troops. I remember Sgt Tellier taking charge of troops men after the award ceremony. The conditions were miserable but morale seemed high and the men eagerly followed his orders. He certainly was presence to behold.
The following week I received word of the attack while I was in the JOC, and found out the Sgt Tellier had died. We had seen dozens of Soldiers die while I as there, but this event was significantly different. Several of the senior officers came down to the floor, speaking gravely about the fact that a "high gravity Soldier" had died at Wilderness. There was much concern about how this would impact the unit since he was such an important leader there. Despite the very recent GO visit, the CG went back out to the FOB to console the troops. He had much going on at the time but it was deemed that important. Shortly after that we renamed the FOB in honor of Sgt Tellier.
He epitomizes what I remember about the Army. A motivated, respected leader of a tight group of Soldiers, fighting for freedom in a remote outpost in a foreign land. Those men had nothing to rely on but themselves, and they all knew they could count on Sgt Tellier.
Pamela Morse
June 17, 2009
Zack,
Three years ago today, at about this time of day, you and Sara got married at the beach. I have never seen two happier people in my life -- madly in love with each other -- neither of you could stop smiling the whole day. All of us who were there have so many wonderful memories of our few days in Carolina Beach.
Why do the three years since you and Sara got married seem so short, yet the time since you died seems so long? Maybe it has something to do with one being a joyous occasion and one being a horrible sad time.
I don't know, but I'm crying again and will be forever. Oh yes! Abe and Ashley had another baby last night, but I'll let him tell you about that.
I love you always. Mom
Julia Morse
May 30, 2009
Zack, yesterday was your birthday. In your honor (and as I know you would have wanted), I drank lots of drinks, did a little dancing, and laughed more than I cried. I miss you more than I know how to say. All the time, every minute of every day.
In one of the letters you wrote me from boot camp you ended by saying how lucky you felt to have me as your cousin. I am the lucky one. You made my life better just by being in it.
Happy birthday. I love you so much.
Liz Wilbur
May 29, 2009
Happy Birthday Zach,
I realize you and I have never met, but working with your mom and hearing so much about you, I feel as if I knew you and really wish I had.
Your bravery during your time in Afghanistan is more than amazing. You were the very best this country has sent out in our defense and just hearing about you makes me so proud, as if you were a friend or relative.
Pamela Morse
May 29, 2009
Happy 33rd Birthday, Dear Zachary. You never wanted your little brothers to pass you in height on our chart, so I'm certainly not going to let them get older than you!
All I ever wanted to be my whole life was a mother. At 6:59 p.m. May 29, 1976, which was Memorial Day weekend of the Bicentennial Year, our country's 200th birthday, my wish came true. I gave birth to the most beautiful baby in the world! We had a wonderful 31 years together, didn't we? (OK, mostly!) I wish we had been able to finish our mother/son time together, but I promise you I will finish with your brothers, which I know is important to you.
If you could read this, you would be making that sorta fed-up face some of us knew so well (the one like in the picture of you sitting on the train in Ireland), as if to say, "C'mon, Mom! Ya gotta put this stuff on the Internet?!" Yes, Zachary Daniel Tellier, I do.
Happy Birthday, Zack. I love you forever.
Mom
Jim Malley
May 21, 2009
Hey Zach, miss the days of Monarch games with aiken. I think of you from time to time. That was a hard year for me. Mom died a few months before you. Say Hi to her and give her a hug for me. You would have loved her! Take care bud
Pamela Morse
April 29, 2009
Dear Zack,
Jen and I always remember you on the 29th, the day of the month you were born and the day of the month you died. That would probably make you yell at us, but I don't care. So there!
I love you.
Mom
Jen Drociak
April 29, 2009
Dear Zack,
Do you remember our neighbor Lewis? He lived in the little carriage house next door on Sagamore Street. Anyway, I was puttering about in the yard on Saturday when he came over with a package. He thanked me for the Christmas cookies I left him in December, handed me the package, and told me this was my belated Christmas gift. I opened the bag, and it was a package of chicken breasts. I said "Are you kidding?" (because I thought it may have been a joke). He said no. I then kindly reminded him that I was a vegan. Anyway, it was odd. I think perhaps he was just cleaning out his refrigerator and noticed the package of chicken breasts were going to expire? What an odd gift. It reminded me of the time that I came home and someone had thrown dozens of frozen hamburger patties all over the lawn. I thought you would like that story. I wish you could see the old yard and the apartment. Both look so pretty. I miss you so much!
James Messina
March 17, 2009
I won't be able to forget about you if I try today...everywhere I look is St. Patty's Green, Guinness burgundy, and memories of the best trip I ever went on...
Here's to the best bacon I've ever had, falling asleep on a Irish train, watching you get caught in a turnstyle with a woman old enough to be your grandmother as she tried to use you to sneak into a bathroom, Gloucester, crashing HARD, watching you try on kilts, finding Dan Donnaly's petrified arm, and not enough pints of Guineess...
I know I'm not the only one pouring a pint for you today buddy.
Piotr Krygiel
March 16, 2009
I would like to express my sincere condolences to Zack's friends and relatives. I met him during his stay in Poland. He was a cool kid back then - playing drums and introducing me to the Smashing Pumpkins.
He grew up to be a hero.
The thing I remember the most are his "laughing" eyes. I imagine you must miss them a lot.
Julia Morse
February 11, 2009
One summer night at our grandparents' house on Cape Cod when I was somewhere around 10 or 11 years old, Zack and I were brushing our teeth together in the upstairs bathroom. Zack had recently gotten back from one of his visits from Poland, where he had learned something new about dentistry. As I was finishing brushing, Zack stopped me and said, "No, Jules, you're supposed to brush your teeth for at LEAST two minutes, otherwise, it doesn't even count." I've never brushed my teeth for less than two minutes seconds ever since.
This morning while brushing my teeth, that memory popped into my head. I had kind of forgotten about it. Just one of the many things I learned from Zack. He also taught me how to drink Jack Daniels, how to throw a couch off the edge of a balcony without leaving even a scratch on it, how to have a rockin dance party while driving, and how to laugh -- how to REALLY laugh.
Thanks to everyone for the continued outpouring of love and support. We all miss Zack so much. This helps.
Zack's cousin
Renee' T. Armstead
February 9, 2009
Hi Pam:
I just sent you a letter, I hope you got it. I just want to reiterate that I am so sorry about the loss of your son. I just read about it a few days ago. I wish I'd found out about it when it actually happened. I know your are still aching over this. This is something a prarent never gets over. Please know that I will keep you in my prayers. Take care and e-mail me any time. Renee' Armstead
Pamela Morse
January 29, 2009
Ah, the 29th of the month. The day Zack was born, the day Zack died. Now it has been 16 months, or 1 year, 4 months, or 69 weeks, or a gazillion days. I am constantly amazed at the support and messages we get from friends and friends-to-be, such as the most recent one from Connie Faulk on this website. I responded to Connie to thank her for her kind words and she wrote:
“My grandson Derek is 22 years old and served 15mo in Afghanistan, returning this past March. Your son is the only good thing that he brought away. I mean that he inspired him and his death hit him profoundly. He struggled with the good dying and the bad living, and just what was the purpose of life. He still tears up when mentioning him. To have that happen a year plus, is an absolute testimonial to Zachary, you and your family. Derek will go again in July, I ask for your prayers for him, as I remember your son in mine.”
Will you all please pray and think wonderful thoughts for Derek and his family? And thank you, Derek, for your long, hard service to our country. Zack and his family and friends are very proud of you.
Zack's Mom,
Connie Faulk
January 19, 2009
To the family of Sgt. Zachary Tellier:
My grandson, Derek, served with Zachary Tellier and attended his memorial in Afghanistan. He wears a wristband in memory of him and never takes it off. His death affected him profoundly and he often speaks of him. This is not much consolation for losing a loved one, but a testament to the fine young man he was. My grandson grew up the day Zachary died. Through my grandson, I feel an affection for him and offer my sincere condolences.
Donna
December 28, 2008
Sarah, i saw your mom, she told me about Zach, I am so sorry! Stop by to see me some time. Donna (from Celebrations)
Jen Drociak
December 24, 2008
Hi Buddy,
I thought of you yesterday (then again, I think of you every day). I was reading an essay by David Sedaris and at one point his brother entered the room and said "Ok, Hoss!". I remember at one point you used to call everyone "Hoss". You said it in this funny accent which always made me laugh. Then again, nearly everything you did or said made me laugh.
Anyway, I'm not sure how much you know about what goes on here on Earth, with you being in Heaven and all, but the National Honor Society students at West High posthumously inducted you into the National Honor Society during their annual induction meeting on December 3rd. You mum and Danny were there, and your mum was able to light your candle in your honor. It was so touching. One of the students relinquished their hard-earned NHS medal, had it engraved with your name, and gave it to your mum. Again, it was so touching. The fact that you have inspired these students who never new you brings a tear to my eye, but warms my heart. This was something that the students felt in their hearts the desire to do. Apparently it has only been done once or twice in U.S. history, and has never been done at WHS before. They had to obtain approval from the National headquarters in Washington DC, but also the Manchester WHS administration. They also donated a granite bench toward the larger "Memorial Walkway" effort. The love and support they have showed me and your family gives me the strength to go on in a sometimes lonely world without you.
While I was there that night, I was in the Principal's conference room. On the wall are the large class photos from each year (you know, the one the photographer takes from the second floor overlooking the patio). I have not seen this photo in nearly 15 years, and I took one glance at it and immediately found you among hundreds of students. It was if you called out to me to say "Hi". You looked so adorable. Then I found myself. My mother, who was also there, said "That is not you" as she didn't recognize me because I had black hair at the time. You would have laughed.
Anyway, this morning I went back to the school to dig your stone out from the first two feet of snow of the season. I unearthed the azaleas, the flags, and the urn. We bought you a little Alberta spruce Christmas tree that I was going to plant in the urn, but the urn was frozen solid. Instead, I planted it in the ground next to the stone. We also left a nice Christmas wreath with a red bow. I was sad to be there, but it looked lovely afterwards.
I just wanted to let you know I am thinking of you and your family at Christmas and during the holidays. I miss you so much.
Love, Jen
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Pamela Morse
November 29, 2008
It's the 29th of the month again. Zack has been gone for one year and two months. That is a short amount of time, but it seems like years have passed since that day. Sometimes I think so much has happened to all of us during this time; then I realize, maybe so, but we're all the same people, and Zack would want that for us.
Here's a funny story. Some of you know that I still play with dolls. I collect 16" fashion dolls (way taller than Barbies) and make awesome setups like The Girls eating breakfast, watching tv, working in offices, and playing poker. I take close-up pictures of them to document how darned creative I am. On the last day I ever saw Zack, he politely and kindly requested, "Oh Mom, while I'm in Afghanistan, could you please not send me any pictures of dolls?" Hope you're laughing -- I am!
Which is worse -- me sending him pictures of dolls or me babbling embarrassing stuff about him on the Internet? We miss you, Zack!
Love, Mom xoxo
James Messina
October 20, 2008
The day before Sarah called me to tell me of Zach's passing I was in Lake Tahoe recharging for a day from my constant trade show schedule. On my way to the lake I rented a car with Sirius radio and found a coffee house station that played a song I never heard before from an artist I'm embarrassed to admit I didn't know, Tom Waits. As soon as I got to the lake, I downloaded a few of his songs, threw them into a mix and burned a CD that would keep me company the next day as I drove around the lake for a few hours. When I woke up, the sky was a perfect blue, the temperature was 65 degrees and I must have listened to that CD a dozen times. I felt refreshed, ready to take on the world, and I called my wife to tell her so. The next day I got Sarah's phone call and my world stopped. And yet, somehow I know "something" was preparing me for it. When I got in my car, the CD was still playing...and every single song spoke to me about Zach. I have always believed that music finds you, you don't find it. And this was no exception. From John Mayer's St. Patrick's Day reminding me of a spring break trip to John Lennon's Imagine reminding me of Zach's story from his childhood it was if something was trying to let me know before I got the call. I've wanted to share the Tom Waits "Shiver me Timbers" song with you for so long, but I couldn't find the right time. Maybe now is that time, I don't know. All I know is that I've listened to it thousands of times, and every time I see Zach.
I tired putting the lyrics of the song here, but Legacy.com informed me that I cannot include them due to copyright issues. The song is from the point of view of a man leaving with words of comfort, a sense of finality and understanding. It's really beautiful. If you want to here the song for free without having to download it, please go to: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Op_JQLereMY
In college I wrote an article for the newspaper after having a conversation with Zach in which he talked about being on a fishing boat in Alaska. Maybe that's why the song resonates with me so strongly...or maybe its because there's a message in it of a goodbye I, like so many, never got.
All I do know right now is that we talk about Zach more then I ever thought we would in our house. We laugh some, cry some and mostly wish he was here. As some of you know, I lost Zach more then a few times, but always managed to find him again. I guess deep down, I'm still trying to convince myself I can do it again, even though I know better.
Every time I get an email from Legacy telling me that there's a new message I can't wait to read it. I don't know if this is a long love letter from all of us that is for Zach...or if it's the other way around, and the part of him inside each of us is connecting with all the others.
We miss ya buddy...
Ken Simeone
October 16, 2008
Love that Soldier
Love that soldier
Like a baby loves its bear
I said love that soldier
Like a baby loves its bear
Love to know that he is over there
Love to say to him
“Thanks for everything that you’ve done”.
This was from one of my students last year when I needed to come North for Zack's funeral. He gave this to me to make sure that I knew he cared about my well being, as well as Zack's family. I wanted to share this now, because I feel that Zack would love something like this that came from a ten year old boy. I was very touched by this when it was given to me upon my return to school. I hope that everyone will look at this and see the thought behind it, and the love a ten year old came have for anyone. If a ten year old boy can care this much about his teacher we can all care this much about each other. Zack did care about us all, and will continue to care about us all for as long as we will let him. Thank you for caring Zack. We all love you and miss you.
Sometimes I have an awful day at school, especially since I teach children with behavorial and emotional disabilities, but I look back and remember Zack's contagious smile and cannot help but smile for the rest of the day. My days are filled with many things ranging from calm reactions to absolute chaos and I laugh because to tell you the truth Zack I now have my own battlefield. When I look at my battlefield I always realize that Zack is there watching, smiling, and helping me. I love you man and this ones for you! And to you: The Tellier family, thank you for being in my life because you have changed it forever.
Marcey Simon
October 3, 2008
Dear Pam,
Everytime I hear Tim McGraw's song, "If You're Reading This," I think of you and Zack. I know this year has been very hard for you, but I am so proud of how brave you've been through this tragedy. I am positive that Zack is now your guardian angel, watching out for you always.
Love and Friendship, Marcey XOXO
Jen Drociak
October 2, 2008
Today marks the one-year anniversary that I received the dreaded phone call. I was at work and it was approximately 7:00am. My phone rang. I immediately wondered if something was wrong since I rarely receive a phone call before typical business hours. When I heard Amanda's voice on the other end of the line, I immediately knew something was wrong, since we hadn't talked in quite some time.
"Zack has died", she said. She saw it on the local morning news. I honestly don't even remember the remainder of the conversation. I just hung up the phone and started sobbing. I immediately ran three pods over to my colleague Steve, who had recently returned from Iraq. He knew my friend Zack was in Afghanistan, because I had talked to him about it. Steve gave me a big hug and tried to keep me from falling to the floor.
On Monday September 29th, I traveled to the MA National Cemetary, from my residence in NH. Since I left NH at a reasonable hour, I was making good time with little traffic. The sun was out when I departed, but became increasingly cloudy and overcast traveling south. I was doing OK, until about 15 minutes prior to reaching my destination. At this time, the figurative "floodgates" opened and I simply sobbed alone in my car. I honestly do not know how I made it to my destination alive, driving at a good highway clip with such clouded vision.
My arrival brought back vivid memories of the funeral procession, which was gut-wrenching. The two most disturbing images that I have ever witnessed was my maternal grandmother dying in my presence, and one of my best friends being placed into a hearse with a flag draped over his casket. The later image is even worse than the former. My stomach was in knots, and I felt quite ill. I thought I would have to pull the car over and vomit. At this point I wasn't even Confident I could proceed, since it was the first time I had visited the cemetary since Zack's funeral, and since his grave marker and ashes had been placed there.
I stumbled around section 45 for some time, looking for grave marker 54. I finally found it. For a moment, my emotions froze. A quiet and serene location, in the proximity to a wooded ravine. I believe Zack would have appreciated the solitude of the area.
I spent an hour alone with Zack, and attempted to approach our time together as if we were simply two friends who haven't seen eachother in a while, catching up over a pint of Guinness. This didn't work as well as I had wished, since I was there, and physically, he was not. I came with all of these things I wanted to tell him, and only managed to tell him a few. Who was I talking aloud to, anyhow? Could he really hear me, wherever he was? The sky was drizzling, and the grass was wet. I sat on the wet grass, and mostly cried my little heart out. In between sobs, I would unroll another few squares of toilet paper from the roll and wipe my eyes. I thanked him for the 16 wonderful years of friendship that he gave me. Not a day goes by where I do not think of him and appreciate what a wonderful friend he had always been. For that, I am and will always continue to be so grateful.
I ran my fingers over the etched granite stone, as if I could not really comprehend the finality of it; as if I were blind and was reading Braile. There was a small square patch of grass directly in front of the grave marker that differed slighly in appearance than the grass surrounding the area. I am speculating that this is where Zack's remains were buried. I put my hand on this location on the ground as if it was Zack and I wanted to feel a heartbeat. I dug my nails in. Mostly, I just wanted to keep digging. I wanted to unearth Zack, bring him from the depths of the earth below and onto the surface of the earth again. I wanted to breathe life back into him by giving him a giant hug. Instead, I left three sunflowers, kissed my fingers, and touched the ground. "I love you buddy", I said, and departed in tears.
Departing was more difficult than arriving, since I am unsure when I will be returning. I immediately called Pam, and Dan answered the phone. He passed the phone over to James. "Can I come over?" I asked. "Of course", he replied.
I spent some time at Pam's house with James, Dan, and Kendall, and soon David, Lauren, Hannah, and Sam arrived. We all then met Sara, Shawn, and Karen at Betsy's Diner for lunch.
To be honest, my head hurt from so many tears, and my stomach was still in knots, so I could barely choke down an English muffin. To his family, who embraced me with open arms, I apologize for barely being able to hold a conversation, but I do appreciate just being in your presence. It means the world to me.
After lunch, I drove back to NH, while the rest of the family visited the cemetary. I would have joined them, but felt completely emotionally drained. I also wanted to visit the memorial at our high school back home and I did just that. I left more sunflowers there, and planted some mums in a planter. Someone else had left a dozen roses with a note attached. It was so touching.
Thank you to everyone who has helped me throughout the last year, especially to Zack's family. I love you all from the bottom of my heart.
Abe
October 1, 2008
Zack- A year ago today, Taresh called me with the news that totally floored me. I think about you all the time and laugh a lot when I think about all the fun we had. Still hard to believe you're not here, even though you are always with us. I was just looking at the crown molding and the wall you put up in my house. Remember that visit? We walked home 3 miles on the highway from that sports bar where we had watched the Sox. Miss you buddy
Julia Morse
September 30, 2008
Yesterday was one of the gloomiest, rainiest days we've had in Chicago in weeks. It was cold, hard rain -- the kind of weather that makes you want to stay on the couch. That coupled with the fact that my sister Betsy and I were so sad and so far away from our parents, our Auntie Pam, cousins Danny, Jamie, Sara, Kendall, Shawn, Karen -- everyone in the Zack Posse... made us want to stay on the couch. But, as I think Zack would have wanted, we headed to the bar. I forced Betsy against her will (as Zack had done to me so many times) to drink Jack Daniels in the middle of the day... we laughed, we talked. When we got home, I headed up to the rooftop of my building by myself. As soon as I got up there, the clouds parted and the sky was blue -- only over our building, and only for about three minutes. As I walked back inside, the clouds returned. I didn't see any butterflies, but I'd like to think that was Zack shining down on me, even just for a few minutes.
Today feels harder than yesterday. Maybe because it was a year ago today when we found out Zack was gone. Maybe because it's the start of year #2 without him. Maybe because with every passing milestone, I am forced to digest a little more that he won't be coming back... that he won't someday be at my wedding, that he won't be at the next family reunion... that I really was at his funeral.
Life has kept moving. And it is the love of family, friends, Zack's friends, his Army buddies, and perfect strangers (like the bartenders who joined my sister and me in raising our glasses yesterday afternoon and said, "To Zack!") who have helped us survive. I hope we can keep sticking together forever and ever.
Here's to Zack... Cheers.
Zack's cousin
Craig, Hillary, and Caleb
September 29, 2008
Zack, you'll always be remembered. The ultimate sacrifice you paid will never be forgotten. You are our knight in gleaming armor. You are a true hero. Although we can't see you, we know you are there, steadfast, and guarding us all.
Pamela Morse
September 29, 2008
This is the saddest entry I’ve written on Legacy.com. I have started it over four times. Do I address it to Zack, as if wherever he is he has access to the Internet? He didn’t even like logging on when he was alive! Things are different now though. As far as I knew, he never was particularly fond of monarch butterflies, yet many of us believe Zack continues to exist in the form of one. We have had numerous sightings at strategic moments which give us a comforting sign that he’s doing fine. It’s almost like he’s bursting through the kitchen door again yelling, “HEY MA!”
Yep, I’ve mopped my eyes and blown my nose with three Bounty paper towels so far, so I can’t stay long. I just took one of those sound-asleep early evening naps on the couch just because I could, and when I woke up, it was hard to remember what day it is, where is everyone?, who am I?, and is Zack still gone? I sat down at the computer and Googled “time zones” and figured out that Afghanistan is 8 ½ hours ahead of us (I used to know that), so it is already the one-year anniversary of the day Zack was killed, September 29, 2007. I looked in my important papers file and discovered that there was no exact time listed on his death certificate. I guess they can’t really figure that out unless you die in a hospital. I’m getting morbid now …. If I were still a drinker, I’d be drunk now, for sure. Well, I am still a cryer and I’m sure crying.
So, no, I’m not going to address this to Zack tonight. I’m writing to all of you who have written here on this website. Your entries have meant so much to me. I read Ken Simeone’s latest entry last night, printed it out and passed it around to Sara, Kendall, James, and Dan, who were sitting a few feet away from me on my porch. I knew I wouldn’t have been able to read it aloud to them without crying. Beautifully written from your heart, Ken – thank you. Many of you, like Eunice Guerra, didn’t know Zack personally, but I am so honored that you hold a special place in your heart for him. Zack’s friends Amanda and Chris Dahl and their son Will came to stay with me for a late summer weekend, and it felt to me like Zack was here with us. A monarch butterfly fluttered above Zack’s gravestone that Sunday.
All of us – hundreds of us! maybe thousands! – made up the person Zack was. We all had a part in his life. Sometimes I think of all of us as a pie chart – go ahead, laugh! – and we all have a segment. Some of us have bigger segments than others, but we are all of equal importance. Even some cranky checkout chick at a supermarket in Charlotte, NC, has a slice of the pie! Without her, Zack wouldn’t have been the exact person he was: Caring, loving, kind, polite, smart as hell, frugal, funny, active, adventurous, daring, destined, handsome (that’s because of his dad and me – sorry, you folks had nothing to do with that!), proud, curious – all the best attributes a man can possess. Yet, let’s be realistic: He was a wicked grump sometimes, he tailgated when he drove, and on occasion he drank too much. We get to laugh now at Zack’s negative qualities, and they are slowly turning into fun stories we get to repeat.
Gazillions of people have helped me make it through the last year – way more than Julia Morse, Helene Morse, Jen Drociak, Liz Wilbur, Marcey Simon, Janet Fields, Craig Pennypacker, Wayne Chasson, David and Lauren Tellier, Randy and Beth Martin, Katie Walsh, Jay Hill, and all my loving neighbors. Thank you.
Late this afternoon I glanced out onto my porch and there sat Zack’s wife Sara, her sister Kendall, and my sons James and Dan. They were watching football, reading, doing Sudoku, eating nachos, talking and laughing. I couldn’t have come any closer to having Zack here with me. Each of them has a damned big slice of Zack’s pie. I felt like the luckiest person in the world. I think I am.
With love from Zack's Mom,
Julia Morse
September 29, 2008
I've written in here several times in the past year, but today, I don't know what to say. There are no words.
Zack......... I miss you so much. I never knew you could miss someone this much. I couldn't have asked for a better man in my life. Nothing is the same without you. I love you, cuz. ROCK ON!
In Memory of Zachary ~ (Debra Estep)
September 29, 2008
Holding you all in my thoughts and prayers.
The Wind on The Downs
“I like to think of you as brown and tall,
As strong and living as you used to be,
In khaki tunic, Sam Brown belt and all,
And standing there and laughing down at me.
Because they tell me, dear, that you are dead,
Because I can no longer see your face,
You have not died, it is not true, instead
You seek adventure in some other place.
That you are round about me, I believe;
I hear you laughing as you used to do,
Yet loving all the things I think of you;
And knowing you are happy, should I grieve?
You follow and are watchful where I go.”
(Written by Marian Allen during World War l )
Two lines that I wish you to keep near your heart…….
“You seek adventure in some other place.
That you are round about me, I believe”
I did not know Zachary, but I am remembering
his service. He is my hero. !
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The Other Side
i'm over on the other side
where life and death softly divide.
left my skin and bones behind
now i'm over on the other side.
can you feel me there with you?
my breath is gone but i'm not through.
loved you then and i still do
from over on the other side.
i can fly. really fly.
below the earth ... all through the sky.
tell em all i did not die.
i'm just over on the other side.
it's good here on the other side.
the sweetest songs...the bluest skies.
thank you for the tears you cried
but it's good here on the other side.
i can fly. really fly. below the earth...all through the sky.
tell em all i did not die.
i'm just over on the other side
the world is smaller than a needle's eye.
where life and death softly divide.
when you leave your skin and bones behind
i'll be waiting on the other side.
i can fly. really fly. below the earth ... all through the sky.
go tell em all i did not die.
i'm just over on the other side.
Song lyrics by Don Conoscenti
C Desert Muse/SESAC
www.donconoscenti.com
(Used with permission)
“I hope it brings great comfort to any and all.
Peace on you. DonCon” 4-2008
The Other Side –
(To hear the song)
http://tinyurl.com/3o8gol
Sincerely,
Deb Estep ~ Ohio
Proud Air Force Mom SSgt Vince – Lackland AFB
Proud Air Force MIL SrA Dana – Randolph AFB
Remembering The Fallen – Blog
http://tinyurl.com/3z8p55
Angel and soldier drawing I have shared here.
http://tinyurl.com/6gey8b
Ken Simeone
September 26, 2008
Zack,
A lot has changed in a year and I am sure that you know that. The thing that hasn't changed is how much I miss you and how much I wish that you could be here to share a laugh or a beer or just some time. I haven't looked on this guest book in a long time but I see how much you are loved and how much everyone misses you. Zack you are and will forever be a true American hero. You are my hero. Whether you knew Zack for 32 years or 32 seconds you always knew that he was a person that could make changes. He is the kind of person that everyone hopes they find in their lives to show them the right thing to do. You never know what impact someone will have on your life and you never know how much you will miss them until they are gone. Zack's impact goes beyond what I can explain and I just wanted to say thank you for everything, and I miss you. I look foward to seeing you again.
"In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater than your fear of failure."
Eunice Guerra
September 8, 2008
Dear SGT Tellier
It's so hard to believe that it will be one year since I was coordinating combat support for CHAINSAW. I can still feel every emotion as if it were happening now. Time may have gone by, but your memory stays with me. On the one year mark, I will go a long run in your memory and the memory of my experiences in Afghanistan. Beginning in October, I will begin training for the Bataan Death March in White Sands, New Mexico; I will complete that in your memory as well. Maybe in some way you'll be there too. It's strange, to me, that someone I've never met has made such an impact in my life. I will be going to WLC very soon and I can only strive to be half the leader you were. I will always make conscious effort to remember the cause and my place in the military regardless of rank or position.
Your Brother James
September 5, 2008
I miss you
Jen Drociak
August 29, 2008
It is difficult to believe that our beloved friend Zack was prematurely taken from our lives 11 months ago today. I cannot say it has become any easier with the passing of time. In fact, in many ways it has become more difficult. Not a day goes by that I don't think of him, and while I am appreciative of his ultimate sacrifice, I certainly wish he was with us and that I could see his infectious smile and hear his infectious laugh again. These are things I'm sure we all carry deep within our hearts so we will never forget what was tangible. I visit the memorial at Manchester West High School often. For those of you who have not seen it yet, it is absoultely stunning. Yet being there in 1990 as a freshman, and leaving in 1994 as a senior, I would never have imaged I would be there in 2008 in front of a granite memorial honoring one of my best friends. Regardless, I leave a new flag, and while my heart is still burdened by sadness, I feel warmth when I look at the etched photo of Zack's smiling face looking back at me. Thank you for the life-long friendship and the wonderful memories you left me with, my dear friend.
Julia Morse
August 12, 2008
I can't believe next month will be one year since we lost Zack. Time has flown, but not one minute has gone by without me thinking of Zack... not one decision made without me first asking myself, "What would Zack do?"... not one joyful moment passing without me wishing Zack was there to share it with me.
I miss you, Zack. I am so proud of who you were and what you accomplished. When I'm sad, I close my eyes and hear your laughter.
Zack's cousin
July 4, 2008
You are remembered and respected. Thank you Sgt Tellier!
Zack's Dad and Mom at the dedication of a memorial in his honor at Manchester West High School, Manchester, NH, 05/30/08. Thank you, Jen Drociak!
July 4, 2008
Zack's stone at Massachusetts Military Cemetery 05/29/08
Pamela Morse
July 4, 2008
Happy Fourth of July! We are celebrating the birth of our country, which seems a fitting time for me to write an entry at Zack’s legacy.com site. We have some great fireworks here in Falmouth, which I may watch from the beach at the end of my road (or not!). Early this afternoon I drove up to the Harley-Davidson store in Pocasset, but they weren’t open. (Which kind of confirms my ineligibility as a hot Harley chick since Harley people and I certainly do not keep the same hours.) So … I drove instead to the nearby Massachusetts Military Cemetery to visit Zack and his lovely little gravestone. (I’m adding a new photo of it tonight.)
I hadn’t gone there alone before, even though it is close to my house. I was happy to see quite a few people visiting their loved ones, some with lawnchairs and picnics. Many of the gravestones had small flags, but I hadn’t brought one for Zack. All I could share was my Dunkin’ Donuts Coffee Coolatta, and I knew Zack would guzzle it with gusto. As soon as I arrived, I surprised myself by collapsing in tears next to his stone. I was sobbing uncontrollably for a good long time, and for the first time ever, I had no reason to stop.
As I looked around at the hundreds of identical stones, each honoring veterans of all ages, whether they were killed in wars or died of old age, I imagined what might go on around here when no live humans are present. Like something that would happen in a Tom & Jerry cartoon (Zack LOVED Tom & Jerry as a kid!), I decided the see-through ghosts of all these guys rise up and have one helluva party in the middle of the night.
I picture them all without legs, just one pointy mermaid-like limb which helps them push off or fly fast from area to area in the cemetery. They have access to a lot of booze in the middle of the night, and Zack has taught them every Irish drinking song there is. They love each other so much, they listen to each other’s stories over and over, and, like we are, they are proud to know each other.
So this was the imaginary tale to help me get through today. I called Jamie in Seattle on my cell phone, and I started it out with, “So, I’m sitting here with Zack …” At one point I put the phone upside down on Zack’s stone for Jamie to say something special to him. Jamie and I were both crying, but not so sadly anymore.
Maybe tonight after 9, Zack and his cemetery buddies will fly up high over the trees to watch the Falmouth Fireworks. Happy Fourth of July. I love you all.
Zack's Mom,
Owen Davis
June 3, 2008
First let me start by saying I am terribly sorry for the loss of Zachary. My name is SSG Owen Davis, I am a Medical Treatment NCO in 4-73 Cav. I spent 9 months at FOB Tellier with Chainsaw 4-73rd. I did not have the opportunity to get to know SGT Tellier very well before he passed away, but from first impression and just seeing how he conducted himself as a Paratrooper and Man, he is one of a kind and the paratroopers of C 4-73 are better for having him as a Team Leader. We will never forget SGT Tellier. I wear a bracelet in his honor. I still think of the quote written on the door of the B-Huts at Wilderness that said "Do it for TELLIER".. God Bless you all, and to the men of Chainsaw Troop, I love you all. - "Doc" Davis
SPC.RAYMOND RODRIGUEZ
May 31, 2008
FIRST OFF I WOULD LIKE TO EXTEND MY CONDOLENCES TO THE WHOLE TELLIER FAMILY....I WAS ZACK'S DRIVER EVERYONE IN CHAINSAW SIMPLY KNOWS ME AS ROD WELL TODAY I WAS AWOKEN TO A FAMILIER VOICE, ONE THAT HASN'T BEEN HEARD IN MY HEAD FOR QUITE SOME TIME.....IT WAS ZACK'S AND I JUST WANT EVERYONE TO KNOW HE IS HERE WITH US HELPING US TO PUSH OURSELVES THAT EXTRA INCH AND I HAVE COME TO REALIZE THAT IN ORDER TO HONOR HIM I HAVE TO OVERCOME THE EFFECT THAT DAY ON HILLTOP 2314 AND THE IMPACT IT HAS HAD IN MY LIFE..TO BE HONEST I HAVEN'T BEEN RIGHT SINCE THEN AND TODAY IS HIS BIRTHDAY SO TODAY IS THE DAY I PUSH MYSELF THE EXTRA MILE....I MISS U ZACK AND IT HURTS FOR ME TO BLOCK THE DAMAGE OF THAT DAY SO TODAY I REMEMBER U AND ME AND THE REST OF THE PLATOON AND ALL THE SMALL AND FUNNY THINGS SAID THAT TURNED US FROM FRIENDS TO BROTHERS SO TOAST BROTHER TODAY IS YOURS....
Shawn Drouin
May 30, 2008
The bud light doesnt taste the same without you. I miss your friendship so much. Karen and I think about you everyday and will continue to do so until we are together again.
Julia Morse
May 29, 2008
Happy 32nd Birthday to Zack. My dear cousin, one of my best friends, and the greatest hero I've ever known. I love you so much.
And to my wonderful, loving, thoughtful Auntie Pammie... Thank you for bringing Zack -- your first of three sons, the best men in my life -- into this world 32 years ago today. You helped to make Zack the man we all love and admire so much. He was lucky to have you as his mom, just as I am to have you as my auntie.
Love to you all. Let's celebrate Zack's life today just a little more than we do every other day.
Pamela Morse
May 29, 2008
Happy Birthday to Zack, born 32 years ago today, almost three weeks late. He weighed 9 pounds 4 ounces. It was Memorial Day Weekend of 1976, the Bicentennial year.
It feels like yesterday for me. I wish I could go back in time and raise him all over again. I wouldn't change a thing; I just want to savor every second, knowing what I know now. To all of you with children, please love and enjoy every moment you have with your children.
And thank you to all of you for supporting me with your love, kind thoughts, and prayers the past eight months.
Love, Zack's Mom
Jen Drociak
May 28, 2008
May 29, 2008
Happy Birthday Zack. I miss you.
Jacob Weinberg
May 12, 2008
Zach, I miss you every day. Occasionally, I see you walking down the way, with your driven, slightly goofy walk. You are the soldier, and man I wish I could learn to be. See you later, man.
Doc
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