The Other Tommy Lee

You are my guiding angel!!! I love you, Heather

created as a happy, positive place for me to go see Tom……it’s like he’s on the ultimate surfari waiting for me to arrive.

http://www.myspace.com/tomleesurfer

This is the first of everything…all the events that surround life are without his participation. I miss him. First Gator football season, first Jaguar season, first Olympics, its different because he isnt there to participate. It accentuated the fact that the people that color my life are my life. I just hope that Tommy appreciated the color that I gave…

I miss him.

Many people travel into and out of our lives. 

Some become friends.  Some become soul mates. 

Some are here for the long haul.  Some are here for the short term. 

Some rappel the cliffs and shoot the rapids with us. 

Some build the fires to keep us warm. 

Some inspire us to grow and dream and try. 

Some make us laugh, some make us cry. 

Some leave us abruptly, without saying goodbye. 

Whatever comes, we treasure what we shared, 

the joys made possible and the lessons learned. 

We acknowledge their being by 

letting them stamp their visa in our passport, 

…and remembering the trip.

                                                             love and miss you  -Casey

I miss you every minute of every day.  You brought so much to my life.

There’s been a poem rattling around my brain ever since the intial shock of Tommy’s death wore off(I say initial shock because it feels like the shock will never truly wear off, I don’t care how much time goes by) and I think it sums up the way that so many people feel since that fateful day. It is by W.H.Auden and many will recognize it from the movie “Four Weddings and Funeral”. So here it is…

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West,My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; For nothing now can ever come to any good.

There are so many other things I would like to say here but it seems that, right now, I am incapable because, as Valerie said, words cannot describe… It is all so raw that I know it would just come out as a bunch of incoherent rambling and blubbering. But I did want to post this poem. I think it speaks volumes and I think alot of people will identify with its message…

Tommy man…ya left before I could say goodbye… It hurts.

Lura

I have been waiting for some kind of inspiration to come to me to be able to write in this blog, what can I say, words have escaped me to describe the loss that we have suffered with your sudden and unexpected passing. I can hardly look at your picture or utter your name  at times without falling apart.. I miss you , I feel and smell you around me often, keep coming to visit me, I know you are there… we will continue on, with saddness that you are not here to share things with us but the knowledge that you are still aware of whats going on… I miss you now and will always…. until we meet again….. make sure things are running well up there unil then… Val

daddy, you were my idol and i looked up to you in every repect! we shared many good times with many priceless moments. i know you are up there in heaven keeping an eye on things and i hope i can make you proud. there are sooo many memories and im glad that you took soo many pictures…i no u probably didnt think things would go the way they did but im glad you kept everything so organized. i love you more than you know and i hope to see you one day. i promise to take care of the family as i know you would have.

p.s.i really miss you waking me up every morning by the sound of you making a smoothie and the times we spent fishing and surfing and just talking about life!

your loving son damon

Tom was my mentor in many ways. He was a true brother and guardian to me throughout my life. You will be missed, until we meet again Tom,..peace and love!

 Your little brother, Michael Lee

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