Post by Jedi Yar-Nala on May 1, 2012 10:17:41 GMT -5
I thought I'd start this... a chance for our little family here to share some posts about the one's who've passed away... the people who are no longer with us and have helped make us who we are today...
Post by Luke Skywalker on May 1, 2012 17:49:22 GMT -5
I'm sorry to hear that ray. I didn't remember you losing him last year. He seemed like a really cool father. The best part is you'll see him again and you know he is so happy where he is he wouldn't want to come back even if he could. PTL for that. ;D
Post by Corran Horn on May 7, 2012 10:04:31 GMT -5
Six years ago today I lost a friend.
He was a good man, though he hated to let anyone know it. A good brother, a good son, a caring man. He hid behind a tough exterior and I think a lot of that was just to keep up his reputation. He was an accomplished semi-pro wrestler that went by the name of "Destructagon".
I grew up with this man. His little brother was and still is one of my closest friends since the age of 3. His mother was my babysitter and to this day I still affectionately refer to her as "mom".
We had our differences, but I always knew if I needed help he was a guy I could call.
His whole family mourns him on this day every year. He was taken away from us too soon, and unfortunately by his own hand. If only he knew then how much he STILL means to all of us now and how much he is dearly missed.
When he went into the hospital for a drug and alcohol overdose, I was flying over the Pacific Ocean on my way back from a failed attempt at finding a new future in Australia. I can see now that my return to Canada was unexpected but perhaps a little bit of fate.
When I arrived unannounced at my friend's house (his brother) he ran up to me and gave me a hug with tears in his eyes. I had no idea what it was all about or what had happened. And this was a man who rarely showed this kind of emotion. I don't know what prompted me to go visit him first on my return to town, but I'm very glad I did.
It still makes me cry to think of the sadness in his eyes that day.
Eric Youngson, you are sorely missed. There is a gap in all the lives that you touched and all the lives you never had the chance to touch.
Best of luck in the next life my friend.
"It's only stupid if we die doing it, otherwise it's heroism." -Corran Horn-
Post by Jedi Yar-Nala on May 7, 2012 14:40:53 GMT -5
@md: Sorry for your lost, bro... you mentioned he was struggling... glad he's now at peace. I'm sure his words of wisdom will always stay with you and guide you.
@ke: Wow... what a touching story. I'm sure that your presence helped comfort his family, and that you too, will always carry a special place in your heart for Eric. He seems like a remarkable man, and he is missed, even by us today.
For both of you guys... prayers to you guys and for the families and friends who are still healing...
I lost my grandpa just a few months ago. Two weeks earlier we were sitting and talking by the coffeetable, everything seemed fine. Then I received this message from my mother saying "your grandpa is at the hospital" and I thought to myself, what to worry. He had visited there before, multiple times, also he looked pretty healthy to me just a few weeks ago. The next day I got a call to work as grandpa had died. I couldn't say a word and it was hard to continue working. Soon my emotions took over, even though I tried to keep it in. I literally collapsed.
He was the rolemodel to our family and everybody respected him very much. I remember when he turned 80, there was this whole town gathered to celebrate him. He was so beloved and known among the people. Grandpa was also a WW2 veteran and fought many years in various battles. Joined the veteran association in his early days and was the most active member until he passed away. All the talk about the war was strictly denied in our family and I remember a time as a kid asking grandpa about the war, but grandma got in the way and told me not to ask about the war.
The first time I heard the war stories were at the funeral. As a group of WW2 veterans started to sing songs about the war and independency while grandpa was in the coffin I cried so much. It was both beautiful, patriotic and I missed grandpa more than ever. It made me cry even more as I saw their faces as they song, they reflected the painful memories from the past. They had seen and experienced things that we couldn't ever comprehend.
Grandpa was my hero, but not only because he fought for our country, but because he had 4 children, created his own car repair company and took care of everybody. He was a family man at his best, full of life and smile. He never ignored us when we were kids, always spent time with us, told lots of jokes, we went fishing and had a great time. He was probably closer to me than my own father. I shall miss him deeply.
Last Edit: Jun 4, 2012 19:31:16 GMT -5 by chancellor
Grandpa's are very special. They are a father figure but not your Dad so it is a different connection. Not sure how to put it. It is just different and special. I know I miss my Grandpa very much even though it has been many years. Don't think I will ever fully "get over" his death. I know just how you feel. Really cool they were singing songs and that you got to hear them and see his WWII buddies.
Post by AmpTrooper on Jul 21, 2012 23:02:03 GMT -5
Just wanted to post about the horrible tragedy of the shooting in Colorado in a theater while people watched the new Batman movie. I can't fathom what would drive someone to commit such an act. What could motivate someone into doing that? It is so senseless and insane that I could not see this terror of a person to not be insane. I pray for the families and friends of those who have lost their lives or have been injured physically and mentally. I pray for those who are still fighting for their lives. I pray that God heals them and guides the Dr.s hands during surgery. This is also a tragedy that will effect a lot of people. More then those who were in that particular theater seating but anyone who was in the whole theater. Post Traumatic Stress is a horrible thing to deal with. I deal with it daily from my accident and shutter to think what many people in and around the theater will be going through. I also pray for the theater owner and the workers. People of the place where the incident happened are always over looked and forgotten but, could you imagine having this happen in a place you own or work at? Man, I can't. What a horrible thing. I also pray for the people who made this movie as I know from what I have seen in interviews that this has effected them greatly. I can't even imagine!
Nothing could ever justify something like this. I do however, also pray for the very disturbed man who committed this terrible act. He needs mental help or something! I surly pray for his soul. It is hard to pray for a person like this as the victim in this interview says.
You know, I had someone ask me if there was a God why he lets things like this happen. The answer is that the problem is not God the problem is us and in order to have Free Will we have to make choices and in those choices WE not God are also responsible for each other. God allows us to have Free Will and it is up to us to use it right. Those who have passed from this insane mans actions are with God and in a world of love and peace. This man now has to face judgment here on earth and soon in Gods court too. Free Will always has either a consequence or a reward. Please, don't blame God who loves us enough to give us Free Will so that we are not forced to do this or that like slaves or robots but, fully blame Holmes (the shooter). He is the one the finger should be pointed at. Him and him only. Not the gun makers. Not the Ammo makers. Not the gun store. Not his parents. Not music or games. Not God or even Satan but blame the shooter fully and with every bit of the law he should face this horrible act and pay for his crime.
I recommend that after reading this for you to take a moment to say a prayer or if you do not believe in prayer to just take a moment to remember these children, women and men that were killed while watching something that was meant to be fun. They need our prayer and our love. God bless and be with them!
Great prayer request Amp, my heart and prayers go out not only to the families of those fallen and directly affected by this, but also to the parents of the gunman. I cannot fathom being in either one of those situations and I hope God can bless them all in this troubled time.
He was an amazing father, grandfather, husband, brother, and so much more than that.
He inspired me, carried me when I couldn't walk, picked me up when I fell, pushed me forward when I didn't think I could move on.
He taught me how to treat those around me with respect, how to take pride in everything I do, and to strive to always do a little more than what was necessary.
When dealing with my siblings, he showed me that blood doesn't make you someone's father, the way you care for them does, and that helped teach me how to care for my own children unconditionally.
My father was the one that first showed me how to solder wires together, that never laughed at my silly little projects, and always showed genuine interest and enthusiasm when I shared my work with him.
Without his guidance I would not be the man I am today.
Though he may be gone, he is far from forgotten. His spirit lives on in everyone that ever loved him, in the hearts of his wife, his children, and his grandchildren.
Every saber I build, repair, or revamp because it doesn't meet the standards that he taught me to believe in carries a little piece of him into the world.
I will still love and miss him every day, and I hope now, after his painful battle with cancer, that he can finally rest in peace.
Stephen Foster Miller January 31st, 1943 - July 31st, 2015
"It's only stupid if we die doing it, otherwise it's heroism." -Corran Horn-