05 August, 2007
Dear Buddy,
Today, I just need to say, "thanks". I thank God, you are my brother and I thank you, for your continued guidance. Even from afar, I know you are still watching out for me. I still feel your presence and I do believe you are sharing my time here on earth. My life is blessed with family, good friends and wonderful moments. Over and over in conversations, your name or something you did, will come up. You are not forgotten.
On this beautiful August day, from the banks of the Missouri River, flowers for you, my one and only brother. Love, Joanne
"JWittx2" (legend@3riversdbs.net)
04 June, 2006
Flowers for you, my brother, my friend. You are gone, but never far from my heart.
A Certificate of Recognition of your service in the military hangs on my wall. It is for your service to the United States of America in promoting peace and stability for this Nation during your tenure in the United States Army. And it states, "The people of this Nation are forever grateful." It is signed by the Secretary of Defense. I am very proud to display this tribute for you. Love, Joanne
29 May, 2005
"Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am the morning hush.
I am the graceful rush
of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the star shine of the night.
I am the flowers that bloom.
I am in a quiet room.
I am the birds that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die."
...Mary Frye, Baltimore MD, Circa 1933
Remembering you, my brother, this Memorial Day. Love, Joanne
13 March, 2005
I sometimes wonder, who peeks at your flowers? Maybe a family member who should have the courage to leave a bouquet? How sad it is, but it doesn't matter anymore. You are still the mainstay of my life, forever and ever. If you were here, I could count on you. My brother, my friend. Always, Joanne
12 February, 2005
“What we are today comes from our thoughts of yesterday, and our present thoughts build our life of tomorrow; Our life is the creation of our mind.” Buddha
Love to you now as always... Joanne
26 May, 2004
As we visit cemeteries, Memorial day flowers placed lovingly on the
resting places of our departed will bring remembrance and sadness. Also, I
are reminded the distance can be too great and some memorials of love and
appreciation cannot always be placed. So, again, I thank those who
inspired and tend this garden of love, so that others, as myself, can
place flowers at your resting place in the Worldwide Cemetery. On this
Memorial Day, I bring you flowers, kissed by the prairie sun and tied with
a yellow ribbon. And I am reminded, you are only a click and a heartbeat
away. Love, Joanne
09 April, 2004
Dear Buddy,
You look out from the page, so sweet, so sincere. I visit you often and I
almost hear, a sound from your lips and maybe a blink. But your gaze
remains and reminds me of, all the love you gave, so true from your heart.
And I say, "I love you, dear brother", and then I depart. But when I
return, you are faithfully here, waiting for me and others who care.
Love, Joanne
07 November, 2003
“Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the evidence of things
not seen.” Hebrews 11:1
Hope never left your heart... I pray, I can be as strong. “Flowers”
for you on this day, your day. Love, Joanne
26 May, 2003
Sending thoughts to you, this day and everyday. Rest in peace, dear
brother. Joanne
11 March, 2003
It has been awhile since I left you flowers. You are always in my
thoughts, but sharing my heart this way, is comfort and encouragement for
my soul. My thanks again and again to those who were inspired to create
this wonderful and lasting memorial of love and celebration of life. My
love to you, my brother... you will always be near. Joanne
JWx2 (legend@3rivers.net)
27 May, 2002
"Kites rise highest against the wind, not with it." Winston Churchill
Loving memories we share fill my heart this Memorial Day and
everyday......you are everywhere. J
31 December, 2000
A bit of prose by Ralph Waldo Emerson for you, my brother...
To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the
affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and
endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the
best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy
child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one
life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have
succeeded.
Remember, save a place for me...
J & J Witt (legend@3rivers.net)
07 November, 2000
For this day, the day of your birth in your last life, I leave this
message...
"I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and
the truth of the Imagination." John Keats
25 October, 2000
Dear Brother,
When I was young, I believed in you, but more than that, you believed in
me. You never gave up on me and I will never give up for you.
According to Ecclesiates 4:9-12
Two can accomplish more than twice as much as one, for the results can be
much better. If one falls, the other pulls him up; but if a man falls
when he is alone he is in trouble. Also, on a cold night, two under the
same blanket gain warmth from each other, but how can one be warm alone?
And one standing alone can be attacked and defeated, but two can stand
back -to-back and conquer; three is even better, for a triple braided cord
is not easily broken. Amen
Shawn Wakefield (wakefield@foothill.net)
18 August, 2000
Quiet love, kind words and long waiting at the drive for your kin to
arrive. Love given, not taken.
Your Nephew Shawn
"WITT RANCH CO." (legend@3rivers.net)
01 September, 2000
I am only one, but I am one.
I cannot do everything, but I can do something;
and what I should do and can do, by the grace of God, I will do.
28 August, 2000
"There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden that
will not be made known." Matthew 10:26
21 July, 2000
July has brought a early harvest to the wheat fields. Even though it is a
busy time, there is never a day you are not in my thoughts. For what ever
reason, my vision is more clear than ever before. I continue to pray for
the guidance that I need to go forward to meet the challenges ahead. I am
blessed.
10 June, 2000
To you my brother, I must say,
I know they think I'm foolish for hanging on so tight
But Buddy, they don't know, I loved you with all might.
Each day can bring a challenge I face and set aside,
But nothing can compare to my emptiness inside.
Those who turned the other cheek and put your needs behind,
Will surely suffer more than I with all my days combined.
25 May, 2000
Memorial day is soon here. I wish I could go to the
little cemetery in North Dakota and clean the the tangled grasses from
yours, mother's and dad's headstones. But I can't. It is too far. I will
think of you and I will remember and I will feel so alone. I miss you so
much. Yesterday, little Kyler said, "Thank you, Grandma." and you were
there, right in the middle of the kitchen. His mouth spoke the words, but
his eyes spoke his heart and you were there, right behind his eyes. I
wanted to cry. I miss you so much.
18 May, 2000
My flowers are speaking from my heart this day.
"Some people are happy remembering the past, and some happy forgetting it.
And some spend a lot of time rewriting the past so that remembering is
less painful." Anonymous Aphorism.
25 April, 2000
Not one day does pass without thoughts of you my dear brother. You are
missed so very much. I was left with memories to cherish and carry me
through and a bond of love that no one could or will ever sever. I wait,
for I will see you again.
21 March, 2000
Today is the first day of spring and with nature's promise of another
season. In Ecclesiastes, King Solomon of Jerusalem wrote; "In my
opinion, nothing is worthwhile; everything is futile. For what does a man
get for all of his hard work? Generations come and go but it makes no
difference. The sun rises and sets and hurries around to rise again. The
wind blows south and north, here and there, twisting back and forth,
getting nowhere. The rivers run into the sea but the sea is never full,
and the water returns again to the rivers, and flows again to the
sea...everything is unutterably weary and tiresome. No matter how much we
see, we are never satisfied; no matter how we hear, we are not content.
History merely repeats itself. Nothing is truly new; it has all been done
or said before. What can you point to that is new? How do we know it
didn't exist long ages ago? We don't remember what happened in those
former times, and in the future generations no one will remember what we
have done back here." Ecclesiastes 1-11. I wish you were here to feel the
warm kiss of the sun and the gentle touch of the breeze. I miss you.
29 February, 2000
The sun is shining brightly today. It is as bright as the love in my
heart for you, dear brother. I am at ease, as I know you are at peace and
no one can take our memories from us. I miss you.
14 February, 2000
I'm sending a bouquet of love filled memories to you this Valentine's Day.
As you rest so peacefully and patiently, I am comforted to know you are
safe. You are never again at the mercy of someone else. I know you are
near. I can feel your love. Thank you for being my brother.
05 February, 2000
Buddy, I love this place. It's a beautiful idea
and how else would I be able to verbally pay this tribute to you? There
isn't a day that passes that memories of you don't cross my mind. I miss
you so much. Love, Joanne
RMeder@aol.com
03 February, 2000
Buddy, A day doesn't pass without thoughts of you. I'm sending you a
bouquet of wild crocus because they remind me of our childhood days in
North Dakota. You were the most loving brother and you were my idol. I
miss you and love you. Your sister, Marjorie
Jonna Ward (jonnaw@avenuea.com)
01 February, 2000
To my special Uncle Buddy, Love Jonna