May 28th 2009 4:01 pm
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Our loving son, Grizzly,
October 8, 1987 to May 28, 2003
It has now been 6 years since we lost you. SIX! Yours was the only loss I felt it was your time. But that didn’t mean we miss you any less.
You were our first son, the one that taught us so very much. My funny boy!
Thank you for being such a wonderful son to us; for lighting our hearts up with your love and devotion.
You will always be our special boy.
When we drive past the high school, we still smile with memories of you proudly walking around with your “bootson!” And your “coatton”
We love you, son. We always will.
Love,
Mommy & Daddy
Mickey & Jenny,
Sara, Wally & Baby Cat
October 9th 2008 8:21 am
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Sweet Beeber,
Did you hear me? I sang at your grave yesterday, but I sang to the sky, my love.
You would have been 21. Wow... 21.
I love you, so very much. My first borne.
May 27th 2008 3:13 pm
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To be sent via *airmail* with 6 balloons of various colors:
October 8, 1987 to May 28, 2003
Our loving son, Grizzly,
It has now been 5 years since we lost you. And every day, we remember you and the lessons you taught us. I’m sorry we didn’t send our message last year, but as you know, Sammy was barely moving, and I simply couldn’t leave his side. I know you understand. And now he is with you. The 3 amigos are back together.
We keep remembering your happy times, my love. When your little tail would stand up like a flag, and how you used to bark at the “well monster”. We watched movies of you and your life. I didn’t remember how much we fed you, baby! WOW!
You used to swim so much. Like a little fish, you were! Bernadette has started to jump in the water like you did. Not as well, but it makes us smile remembering you.
Thank you for watching over your Daddy on his trip. I know you helped keep him safe. Thank you for being such a wonderful son. We remember the times you would go to the softball games with Daddy, and how you wanted so desperately to go out there and play, too!
When we walk at the ranch, you are with us. When we smell the ocean air, your face is what we see.
We will love you forever, son. Please, wait for us, and help your little brother in this transition. I’m sure you two are running all over up there, making all this wind.
You hold our spirit until we meet again.
Love,
Mommy, Daddy, Mickey, Bernadette,
Sara, Wally & Baby Cat
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