In Memories of AmericanChopper
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Hello
I am from Boston area --- Several of my friends mentioned a death of your wonderful husband Andrew. They are still stunned. I only met him twice through the DMH theatre class last year. I was there to help out the staffs to run the play. (I met you once!) Andrew was a very decent guy. One of my friends told me alot about him through her work. I am very sorry of the great loss of your beloved husband Andrew.
Respectfully yours, Dino
I am from Boston area --- Several of my friends mentioned a death of your wonderful husband Andrew. They are still stunned. I only met him twice through the DMH theatre class last year. I was there to help out the staffs to run the play. (I met you once!) Andrew was a very decent guy. One of my friends told me alot about him through her work. I am very sorry of the great loss of your beloved husband Andrew.
Respectfully yours, Dino
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Kalista,
I am so sorry for your loss of your wonderful and beloved husband, Andrew. My condolence goes to you and your family. All of you are in my thoughts and prayers.
Rest in peace, Andrew...
( May I post my art of your husband here with your permission ? )
I am so sorry for your loss of your wonderful and beloved husband, Andrew. My condolence goes to you and your family. All of you are in my thoughts and prayers.
Rest in peace, Andrew...
( May I post my art of your husband here with your permission ? )
sure with the candle
Kalista,
I am so sorry for your loss of your wonderful and beloved husband, Andrew. My condolence goes to you and your family. All of you are in my thoughts and prayers.
Rest in peace, Andrew...
( May I post my art of your husband here with your permission ? )
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*goosebumps* I'm deeply sorry. You, Kalista, and your family are in my thoughts and prayers
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CyberRed's art of AmericanChopper is absolutely beautiful. It put the tears in my eyes when I saw the picture of him. Kalista, your husband is watching over you and your sons from Heaven.
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even though we corresponded through email yesterday, i just wanted to say again that i am very sorry for your loss... i was very shocked and speechless by his sudden and unexpected death... and still am... i know you guys were happily married for barely over a year and then you lost him just like that... i wish i had met you guys last summer while i was in boston... but you guys were out of town 
... you and your family are in my thoughts at during this difficult and sad time...
since i am speechless and sad, and wish i had more words of comfort in this difficult time but the least i can say is, just cherish those memories you had with him... especially those dirty, crazy and funny ones!!! especially that one picture of the squirrel with the balls that had his picture on 'em?... i will never forget that!
even though i never knew andrew, cyber's artwork made a big impact and it got me very misty! it was a beautiful work!
... you and your family are in my thoughts at during this difficult and sad time... since i am speechless and sad, and wish i had more words of comfort in this difficult time but the least i can say is, just cherish those memories you had with him... especially those dirty, crazy and funny ones!!! especially that one picture of the squirrel with the balls that had his picture on 'em?... i will never forget that!
even though i never knew andrew, cyber's artwork made a big impact and it got me very misty! it was a beautiful work!
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sabby, your avatar looks very nice... but it is too small to see... could you blow it up so we can all see it? 
i am sure everyone would love to see your avatar!
i am sure everyone would love to see your avatar! 
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Beautiful pic that Cybered posted of Odie... he a handsome fellow for sure and I am sure Sabrina will miss him very much as is evidenced in here... boy there are some folks who care for ya very much, Sabrina..and it is good to have friends to offer ya lots of support and love in the days to come... once again, my condolences on your loss of a hubby and father and friend as well..
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Wonderful art picture CyberRed!! It made me crying. I am going pm to you.
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I remember when the first time I met your husband in DeafChat years ago, I knew right away that he was a nice guy. He was a decent fella and had a great sense of humor... He will truly be missed. I offer my condolences to you and your family.
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My son's Eulogy for Andrew for wake today at 2pm
Andy was a wonderful friend, a part of my family, and typically the
mediator in our household. If he wasn't working to pay the bills, odds are
you could find him watching football, napping in his chair, or quite
possibly doing something in between. When you talked to him, you knew he
was listening, which to me is a luxury and an unusual gift coming from a
deaf man. He kept the family together during the worst of times, and
during good times, he would share. More than anything he made my mother
happier than I had ever seen her in my whole entire life.
He had been with my mother for nearly a decade. Before he came around I
remember seeing my mother raise my brother and I literally hanging on
every last dime she could. I remember how lonely she was, and how it
seemed like there was this hole where you could see right through her.
Worse than that, there was an even larger rift between myself and my
mother. I remember when I first met Andy. I thought to myself "Who the
hell does this guy think he is?" I feel like a fool for saying it now but
it's true.
One Christmas we were looking at a very bleak time. Heating bills were
ridiculous, there was no way my brother or I could have gotten really
anything we wanted. During that time, Andy drove this really awful little
red car. I joked with him calling it the clown-mobile. Andy came into some
extra money that winter, and instead of spending it on himself getting a
car to replace the one that stuck out like TNT exploding in a snowstorm,
he used the money to buy gifts for the family. That's the kind of guy he
was. Sure, he wanted to win the lottery, and have money in his pocket; but
the only reason was so that he could give to the people he loved. He never
gave a damn about buying a Ferrari or owning a gold plated toilet seat.
His dreams were always pretty simple. Buy a house, help my brother and I
go to college, make my mother happy etc, etc, etc. Then again, I'm sure
Super bowl tickets wouldn't have hurt either.
I never understood Andy's fascination with football, nor really understood
football itself. Although, from time to time, it was always interesting to
simply sit on the couch just to see how animated he would be. Football was
a big part of his life. For the whole season, every single year, that was
what got him going. When it was over, he would already be ready to find
out who was the next big player, or which teams were doing what. I
remember many a late-night with him napping on his chair, and then waking
up in celebration over the score on the television.
During the hardest times of all, my mother and I would fight pretty much
non-stop about the most ridiculous issues you could think of.: Dishes,
hair dye stains in the bathroom, cheese's. Literally, the dumbest things
you could think of. Andy had a talent for stepping in and resolving these
things. Even more so, he did it in such a way where he wouldn't let you
actually know how stupid you were being. He didn't like making anyone feel
less about themselves even if they deserved it.
More than anything he made my mother happy. He accepted her exactly as she was, and accepted my family exactly as we were. More than that he grew with us, he lived with us, he became one of us. In a way I'd like to think
we became a part of him. We miss and love him as my Dad.
Andy was a wonderful friend, a part of my family, and typically the
mediator in our household. If he wasn't working to pay the bills, odds are
you could find him watching football, napping in his chair, or quite
possibly doing something in between. When you talked to him, you knew he
was listening, which to me is a luxury and an unusual gift coming from a
deaf man. He kept the family together during the worst of times, and
during good times, he would share. More than anything he made my mother
happier than I had ever seen her in my whole entire life.
He had been with my mother for nearly a decade. Before he came around I
remember seeing my mother raise my brother and I literally hanging on
every last dime she could. I remember how lonely she was, and how it
seemed like there was this hole where you could see right through her.
Worse than that, there was an even larger rift between myself and my
mother. I remember when I first met Andy. I thought to myself "Who the
hell does this guy think he is?" I feel like a fool for saying it now but
it's true.
One Christmas we were looking at a very bleak time. Heating bills were
ridiculous, there was no way my brother or I could have gotten really
anything we wanted. During that time, Andy drove this really awful little
red car. I joked with him calling it the clown-mobile. Andy came into some
extra money that winter, and instead of spending it on himself getting a
car to replace the one that stuck out like TNT exploding in a snowstorm,
he used the money to buy gifts for the family. That's the kind of guy he
was. Sure, he wanted to win the lottery, and have money in his pocket; but
the only reason was so that he could give to the people he loved. He never
gave a damn about buying a Ferrari or owning a gold plated toilet seat.
His dreams were always pretty simple. Buy a house, help my brother and I
go to college, make my mother happy etc, etc, etc. Then again, I'm sure
Super bowl tickets wouldn't have hurt either.
I never understood Andy's fascination with football, nor really understood
football itself. Although, from time to time, it was always interesting to
simply sit on the couch just to see how animated he would be. Football was
a big part of his life. For the whole season, every single year, that was
what got him going. When it was over, he would already be ready to find
out who was the next big player, or which teams were doing what. I
remember many a late-night with him napping on his chair, and then waking
up in celebration over the score on the television.
During the hardest times of all, my mother and I would fight pretty much
non-stop about the most ridiculous issues you could think of.: Dishes,
hair dye stains in the bathroom, cheese's. Literally, the dumbest things
you could think of. Andy had a talent for stepping in and resolving these
things. Even more so, he did it in such a way where he wouldn't let you
actually know how stupid you were being. He didn't like making anyone feel
less about themselves even if they deserved it.
More than anything he made my mother happy. He accepted her exactly as she was, and accepted my family exactly as we were. More than that he grew with us, he lived with us, he became one of us. In a way I'd like to think
we became a part of him. We miss and love him as my Dad.
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