I raise my glass and toast my best friend. He taught me unconditional love and loyalty. I will always miss him. For my buddy, my friend, my dog. Here's to you. You were a good boy.
Small in stature (he used to play baseball with the Jockeys from Hollywood Park) but a big, big man on the inside. He had so many friends, you wouldn't believe it! Everytime we moved, he would collect another group of friends. And they would come to visit, decades after we moved away. Dad's life was a sermon on happiness and humor. Here's to you, Dad! I was the luckiest daughter on earth to have a dad like you!
I will raise a toast to my parents, who were wonderful and loving, and to my grandmother who was so caring and brave. I'd like to toast every dog and cat I've ever loved, because they always loved me more.
And I'd especially like to toast my fellow adult single female, Deenie. If there's an afterlife, I want her to be a princess who gets first crack at the buffet line (I remember that story.) To Deenie!
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I shoudda guessed, they're onery little things. I used to be owned by two of them, brothers. One lived to be almost 20. I miss those little guys, I once watched them chase a St. Bernard down the street. I have lots of respect for Weener dogs, believe me.
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To My Aunt, Stella Golba Godwin, who served as a Navy Nurse in the South Pacific during WW II and met her husband, a wounded Marine, on Guam. RIP Auntie Lala
I will raise a toast to my mom's first husband who died in '44 in WWII. They had one son- my brother. He was just 10 wks old when he died. My brother has four kids and many grandkids....thankful this man was married to my mom once. We recently found out at Arlington that there is a memorial in Italy for all those guys who went down in that plane that day.
I also toast to my DAD who died in '94 and served in the Pacific in Guam. I went to a Memorial Day service today that was so wonderful. Lots of great speakers including Gold Star Moms and a Gold Star wife. This is a really special holiday. Thanks to all of you who have served and all those who have relatives that have served.
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I was driving in a city neighborhood and saw a blue (?) star in a window -- can't remember what that means -- a family member in active service? Wish I would see more of that. I also recently saw a yellow ribbon around a tree. Very touching.
A blue star means that the person has a family member who is deployed/serving in a war zone with the military. A gold star means a person has lost a family member to war.
I HAVE been here a while. I assume he and Deenie and kathy WUT are strumming the zither and having a lot of laughs over a glass of celestial chardonnay.
To my little son, who was killed by a drunk driver when he was just 2 years old, and to my young daughter, who drowned shortly before her 16th birthday. They had little time to enjoy life, but I enjoyed every moment with them. They'll always be in my heart and my memory. Good-bye, my little ones...
This Canadian vet salutes my american Uncle, Donald Damon Reed 1933-2008, who served in the USN aboard the USS Macon, 1955-1958. I miss fishing with him.......
To my father, a veteran marine of WW11, who died at 38 of lung cancer, never even having smoked a cigarette, though he was not mormon until just shortly before his death.
He joined the mormon church 2 weeks before he died trying to give me mom some peace of mind ( I learned later in my life), leaving her to raise 4 young children on her own.
He was a wonderful man and father, and loved me more in the 10 short years of my life than one would think possible. He was amazing, and has always been my hero. I see his picture on my dresser every single day of my life.
He was also a lot like Colonel Moroni,my dearest friend in this world. Both were left handed pitchers all through college, then drafted by the pros, my dad was a marine in WW11, CM in the Air Force in VN. Then both became principals. Is that the strangest thing?
I lost my dad at 10, and Col. M.'s beloved and only son died tragically in a car accident at the age of 9. C.M. even looks somewhat like my dad. They have been the 2 most important men in my life, by far, always loving, always there for me. I love and honor them both, even though the Colonel is still very much alive and well.
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Glad CM is so much like your dad. Yes, many similarities are there. I tend to see my DAD who is now gone in other people....a man standing on a street corner ready to cross the street, a man waiting for his car to be brought around for him, a man walking in a store....It is so odd. I just stare as I can't believe how the man looks like my dad. It looks like you have your double right there with you. How lucky you are.
To my dear loving partner of near forty years who succumbed finally this spring to a most wretched death by alzheimer's. He loved all unconditionally and his smile was unforgettable even through the most difficult times! I am afraid my heart died with you.
one left behind and exmollymo, this holiday had to be very hard for you. Hope those in the future get easier to bear. Keep those positive thoughts in your mind and you will find more smiles than tears.
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My sweet younger sister Jaye, who was a PFC in the Marines and stationed at Camp Pendleton, California in 1982 when she was killed in a car accident. She was 24 years old. I miss her so much.
How sad. My sister also was killed by a reckless driver at the age of 27. I too miss her every day. To all the siblings we lost way too soon-a toast to all of you!!!
My dad, however the TBM that he was, he is probably rolling over in his grave because I am participating in this forum. Actually, now that he has passed on he probably knows the truth and supports me 100%