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Novemeber 28, 1946 to October 4, 2006
Jimmy
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This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Michael McDonnell
Sr. who was born in Ohio on November 28, 1946 and passed away on October 04, 2006 at the age of 59. We will remember him forever.
"Mick/
Papa"loved his family and strived to support them all through the years. His daughter, Michele and sons, Mike Jr, Jimmy,
who passed away in 2002 and grandchildren, John, Melissa, Desi, Jimmy Jr, Kevin, Matt, Eric and Neil and two great grandsons,
Andrew and Tyler were the light of his life. He never let them think they couldn't achive anything they set out to do.
Supportive in all they did.
He loved his wife all through the 42 years they were together.
He loved counrty music
and many outdoor activites. Shooting and fishing were his favorite things to do.
He cared for the many friends
and especially the kids that came to his door. Never turned anyone away.
They will all miss him and will remember the legacy
he left behind! "NEVER GIVE UP AND KEEP ON REACHING FOR YOUR GOAL!"
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FATHERS DAY 2007
Missing you more every day. I hate first's of anything and this is no different.
Lve you & Miss you!
Peg
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Whispers of Love
By afire, JVP Op on 02/12/07
Whispers of Love
I see you when I open the closet door
Empty hangers where your life once hung
Empty shoes
that litter the floor
So many songs still left unsung.
Dreams are crushed
Like light bulb glass
And the
implosion
Floods our mind,
Is nothing sacred?
Our child dies
And we are left behind.
Part of my spirit
left that day
To guide my son to the light
Part of my spirit left that day
When life grabbed my heart
And
took a bite.
The heart is slow to heal
Its a muscle severely bruised
But for a muscle to recover
It needs
only to be used
So allow your heart to shine
Wherever you may go
Let your heart beat rule the day
And
allow the love to grow
Live love, be love, look for love
Imbue it in what you say
And even though our child died
The love
does not go away.
It is then that our soul shall recover
And we can sigh without a cry
Knowing our child is
right beside us
Their spirit didn't die.
They seek from us
What we seek in them
Just a moment
To be
as one again
They have the need just as we
To feel that love
That tingles the soul,
A connection made,
a circuit complete
In our togetherness we are the whole
Whispers of love are everywhere
My lost child now
is found
And although his body is forever gone
My soul can hear his song
Music to my ears
When he leaves
a penny on the floor,
An orchestra in my heart
When he whispers through the door.
Turn the light on, turn
it off
He speaks to me in metaphor
Using what ever that he can
To let me know that there is more
There
is more to life than life
Death is not an end
And I find comfort
In the messages; whatever he can send.
Spirit
lives on as pure energy
Its in our hearts we find the switch
To turn on that connection
And receive that special
gift.
Knowing that love is eternal
And that life is just a dance
Will not provide answers to the whys
But
can give us a second chance
To chance to say what's in our hearts
And to listen with our soul
Finding solace
in a dialogue
No one else could know
Whispers of love
Are just that,
Gentle murmurs
We hear in our
despair
And we know deep in our soul that love never dies
- our child is always there.
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