An eulogy is a formal expression of praise.
Today, we are gathered here together to praise the life of Kelly Warren Cox.
We will not dismiss the troubles that Kelly endured throughout his life
but we will do our best to bring to light those memories that we wish to
carry in our hearts forever.
A few words from the family:
From Grandma Iris: Kelly was a beautiful person and I hate to admit that,
as my first grandchild, he was and has always been my favorite.
Kelly enjoyed referring to me as the Godfather, the person who
made things happen, the one who held the family together.
From Mother Irish:Kelly had an uncanny ability to imitate anyone and everyone.
Grandma Iris was one of his favorite targets.
Although he was exasperating at times, he was my child
and I loved him as only a mother can love a child.
From his favorite brother James, then again it is easy to be the favorite
brother when you are the only one:Hanging out playing x-box and making
music with the beat machine.
Kelly never went away without telling me to be good and that he loved me.
From Sister Irish,
Uncle Mike remembers Kelly as the younger brother that he never had.
Through good times and bad we hung together and were there for each other.
From Sara: Kelly left me a note every morning, sometimes just a smiley face,
sometimes a five page dissertation. My most favorite was the morning he left a
note, one cigarette and no money saying “I hope enjoy stopping smoking today’.
And from a litany of friends who pasted on Facebook, disbelief followed by
remembrances of Kelly as a true friend and inspiration.
From Pop-Pop’s daily blog of August 9, 2014
Memories
“Death leaves
a heartache
no one can heal,
love leaves
a memory
no one can steal.”
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~ From a headstone in Ireland
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Unconditional love says that we may not like
the actions and attitudes of some people
but we must love the soul that a loving Higher Power
has placed on this earth to carry His message.
Try to remember the good times
but never forget the message.
Today, celebrate the lives that have departed from this earth
and have faith that they are in a better place
and that their love will live on in the hearts
of all they have touched.
Love is a memory no one can steal.
Love is helping someone love themselves.
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