  August 2, 1977 - July 5, 2002  When I look at this picture he seems to be saying goodbye to me...    and died July 5th 2002 of a drug overdose taking morphine patchs orally.   and looked at your tiny face, my heart was full of love for you. I looked down at you laying in that casket at your handsome face and my heart was still full of love for you. No words could ever describe the pain I feel at losing you but God in his infinite wisdom must have needed you more than I. Until I see you in heaven seems like an eternity to me, everyday wondering how to make it until then. You were never the smartest guy in the world, always impulsive, but you were the most kindhearted and generous person. I always thought you should have been in a different job besides selling Kirby sweepers. But in the last couple years I came to realize how much you loved it. You could really talk the talk, charm the pants off most of them. I want to tell you how proud I am of you now and always. When your boss gave you the gold K pin from kirby for selling 5000 sweepers at the funeral, it was the most touching moment of my life. Do they have kirby sweeper's in heaven? Bet if they did you are selling like crazy.        She started school this year but she really doesn't like it that much, I don't think they have enough recess for her, sound familiar? She drew me a picture of you with angel wings and I put it in my scrapbook, it was so sweet. I try to talk to her often to but nothing could ever fill the void you left in her life. Your sisters are doing fine they also miss you, everyone misses you here. I didn't understand when they told me you had died and I still don't understand, never will. I am trying to cope with not having you in my life I miss you so much. I miss your voice, your laugh, the very site of you and touching you as I gave you a hug or kiss.    where you are at now, but I'm still stuck here on earth you know. I still worry about you the same way I did when you were a little boy, I guess that will never stop. Speaking of where you are, did you meet Jerry Garcia up there? I can hear you now saying awesome! I miss some of the stuff you used to say. It seems like a dream to me that your gone, and I just can't wake up. I don't know when reality will hit me. If you get time Shane give me a sign that your ok will you? I met a nice woman that helped make this web site and I wish you could see it. I am trying to do something in your memory and I hope everyone will see it. That's all for now Shane except I miss you! I love you! Mom   how much you loved me and you would say ten, ten, ten! And you would hold up your fingers and wiggle them? Well Shane I love you ten, ten, ten... Forever...  but here my fav pic is the one above, where Shane is asleep on me.    Caught on a limb You know better, but I know him Like I told you Like I said Steal your face right off your head And now he's gone Now he's gone, Lord he's gone He's gone Like a steam locomotive Rolling down the track He's gone, gone, and nothing's gonna bring him back He's gone Nine mile skid On a ten mile ride Hot as a pistol but cool inside Cat on a tin roof Dogs in a pile Nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile And now he's gone Now he's gone, Lord he's gone He's gone Like a steam locomotive Rolling down the track He's gone, gone, and nothing's gonna bring him back He's gone Going where the wind don't blow so strange Maybe off on some high cold mountain range Lost one round but the price wasn't anything A knife in the back and more of the same Same old Rat in a drain ditch Caught on a limb You know better, but I know him Like I told you Like I said Steal your face right off your head And now he's gone Now he's gone, Lord he's gone He's gone Like a steam locomotive Rolling down the track He's gone, gone, and nothing's gonna bring him back He's gone Ooh, nothing's gonna bring him back Ooh, nothing's gonna bring him back Ooh, nothing's gonna bring him back   referred to the disappearance of Mickey Hart's father, Lenny Hart, who was acting as the band's manager, with a good deal of money. Since then, the song has become riddled with meaning, played often quite tenderly when someone close to the band dies." When I read this I knew this was the song... Missy (Shane's Mom)   he was close to them in heart.              Thank you to Jackie for adding the text to this for Shane's web page.   Shane's PageShane's Family Album Page   Thank you to my bestest buddy, Rosemary,for help with the music,some graphics and re-sizing some photos for Shane's pages.     A friend can hear a tear drop.     Maria's Tribute to Christopher   |
