Charles Ian Gray

This memorial website was created to remember our dearest son Charles Ian Gray who was born in Guam in December 1990 and went to heaven in September 2006 at the tender age of 15 and our dearest friend (who is very much a son too) Dozer who was born in December 2004 and joined Charles in May 2007.  They will live forever in our memories and hearts.  May they rest in heavenly peace.

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When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
David M. Romano - 1993

If tomorrow starts without me, and I’m not there to see,

if the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me;

I wish so much you wouldn’t cry the way you did today,

while thinking of the many things we didn’t get to say. 

I know how much you love me, as much as I love you,

and each time that you think of me, I know you’ll miss me too. 

But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand,

that an angel came and called my name, and took me by the hand. 

She said my place was ready, in heaven far above,

and that I’d have to leave behind all of those I dearly love. 

But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye,

for all my life, I’d always thought, I didn’t want to die. 

I had so much to live for, so much left yet to do,

it seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you. 

I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad;

I thought of all that we have shared, and all the fun we’ve had. 

If I could relive yesterday, just even for awhile,

I’d say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. 

Then I walked through Heaven’s Gates, and I felt so much at home,

as God looked down and smiled at me, from His great golden throne,

He said, “This is eternity, and all I’ve promised you.” 

Today your life on earth is past, but here life starts anew. 

But you have been forgiven, and now at least you’re free. 

So won’t you come and take my hand, and share my life with me? 

So when tomorrow starts without me, don’t think we’re far apart,

for everytime you think of me, I’m right there in your heart. 

Rest in Peace

Dozer

December 2004 - May 2007

We love and miss you!

The one absolutely unselfish friend that
a man can have in this selfish world,
the one that never deserts him,
the one that never proves ungrateful
or treacherous, is his dog.

A man's dog stands by him in prosperity
and in poverty,
in health and in sickness.
He will sleep on the cold ground where
the wintery winds blow,
and the snow drives fiercely,
if only he may be near his master's
side. He will kiss the hand that has no
food to offer, he will lick the sores
and wounds that come in encounter with
the roughness of the world. He guards
the sleep of his Pauper master as if he
were a prince.

When all other friends desert,
he remains.
When riches take wings and reputation
falls to pieces, he is as constant in
his love as the sun in it's journey
through the heavens.
If misfortune drives the master forth
an outcast in the world, friendless
and homeless, the faithful dog asks
no higher privilege than that of
accompanying him to guard against
danger, to fight against his enemies.

And when the last scene of all comes,
and death takes the master in it's
embrace, and his body is laid away in
the cold ground, no matter if all other
friends pursue their way, there by the
graveside will the noble dog be found,
his head between his paws, his eyes sad,
but open in alert watchfulness,
faithful and true, even in death.

mom 2 Waylon Kitchens

thinkin of you

July 9, 2009