Thursday, June 17, 2010

A nice Fathers day Post From Ron


Dad,
Thank you for sharing your heart on the blog on this two year anniversary of Gary's death. I can't think of Father's Day anymore without thinking of Gary and you. I lost a brother, but you lost a son. Now that I am a father and have sons of my own, I can only imagine what it must be like for you. I know that in this life the pain and hurt will always be felt and I often think that you will leave this world with many tears and a broken heart. But I am thankful that we can hold to the promise that God will wipe away all tears. He is the God of all comfort and I know that in the midst of the pain and heartache the Lord comforts you and Mom.
I can remember those days back in Pennsylvania when it was Gary that caused you and Mom much aggravation and caused turmoil to the rest of the family. I was just junior high kid on the other side of the wall lying on my bunk bed listening to you trying talk to Gary and get him to straighten up. I can still hear you telling him one night "Gary, it's like a broken arm, it's going to take time to heal." You and Mom remained unfaltering in your dedication and love for Gary. You tried to help him in every way possible. Many parents would have thrown in the towel and given up in the face of what seemed impossible to turn around. You did not see the problems, you saw the son you loved and knew what he could be. At that time who would have thought Gary would have ended up a talented Heavy Equipment mechanic and welder working for Kennedy Space Center. It would not have happened without the love and dedication from you and Mom. The Lord took you through it all.
Some years later, where did you end up living while back up North for the winter? You moved in over top of Gary's garage in the apartment that he built for that purpose. When you finally moved to FL permanently, which one of your sons followed you down there? Gary moved only 5 minutes away. When you needed things done around the house or fixed on the car, who would be there? It was Gary that was on the spot. Who would go with you if you wanted to browse the local flea market or pick through someone’s trash? Gary was there with enthusiasm. Gary's life and his dedication to you is a testament to what a great Dad you are.
Dad, this Sunday is Father’s Day. I’ll love the cards from my own children that will await me when I wake up. I will preach my Father’s Day message. I will enjoy the dinner when Denise cooks a favorite just for me. I will wish you the traditional Happy Father’s Day from over 1000 miles away. But in all that I do, my thoughts will be on you and Gary and that Father’s Day two years ago. I will be praying for God’s sustaining and never failing grace for you and Mom.
Love Ron
2Co 1:3 ¶ Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort; 4 Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.

Two Year Anniversary of Gary’s Murder



Two Year Anniversary of Gary’s Murder
Here we are, the second anniversary of Gary’s murder. Things haven’t changed much, we have never gone back to eat at Sonny’s Barbecue on Courtney Parkway since that fateful fathers day June 15th 2008 gathering there, to many bad memories.
We still miss Gary as much as ever, we still think he will stop here on the way home from work some day.
Rubin Nero’s trial hasn’t taken place yet, it was scheduled for
February and was postponed again.
June 16th will be the two year anniversary of Gary’s murder. The last time I saw Gary alive was Father’s Day June 15th. I’ll never forget that Fathers Day. This year Fathers Day falls on June 20th. Fathers day will be a reminder of Gary for the rest of my life. I thought I would be over Gary’s murder by this time, but I’m still not over it. This tragedy has affected everyone in the family in different ways.
Every time I am out in my car going somewhere and I see a place where Gary and I stopped for some reason, I think of Gary .
When I go past the Jumping Flea Market on Rt. 1, I remember Gary and me going there almost every Saturday after we went to the yard sales.When I drive down A1A, I look at the Dunkin-Donuts and remember, Gary picked me up after one of the hurricanes and we drove around looking at the damage, he stopped at Dunkin-Donuts and they came out and told him not to park there as the mansard roof was coming off and it might fall on his truck, I remember this every time I pass that Dunkin-Donuts.When I see some debris on the side of the road I think, Gary would stop and see what that is.Different neighborhoods had a different meaning to Gary, he never forgot where he had gotten some bargain, and always wanted to go back to yard sales there.
When we go to Port Canaveral I remember Gary taking Jack and me out fishing in his jet boat and wanting to go out into the ocean in that little boat, I talked him out of that one.Every time I see a motorcycle like Gary’s coming down Rt. 3 from the Space center in the afternoon or when I‘m at the pool or hear a motorcycle come into the park, I still think or look to see if it’s Gary.I just had to take my car to the mechanics shop for service, I thought to myself, Gary would have done that for me.
At night I wake up thinking of Gary, I stop and think of all the great preachers the Lord has seen fit to let me meet and hear, I try to think of all of their names and their messages and sometimes I can fall back to sleep.
Sometimes I get depressed when I think of these things, then I turn to the Lord who lost his son for no reason except for his love of sinful men, and say thanks Lord to the for the time you gave me with Gary.
A comment from Amanda;
I do that too: whenever I pass a motorcycle anywhere on the island actually, I always, always look to see if it's him. Well, I know it isn't I just want it to be so bad so I'll find something similar like "dads helmet was that color.." Or i pulled up next to this much older guy who looked was looking cool on his motorcycle like one dad had and he sat there and revved it like a hot shot the whole time to remind all the other cars what he had and that he would be out of there as soon as that light was green. Definitely dad. :)August 7, 2009 5:16 AM