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This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Anthony Mori, 33, born on December 27, 1980 and passed away on September 10, 2014. We will remember him forever.
Tony wasn’t just my cousin he was my first friend and the first person i looked up too. I have so many memories with Tony us dressing up every year for carver day, swimming in crystal lake all day long, staying up late together at family party’s and when we got older hanging out with my cool older cousin and listening to him play his music and so many more memories that i will forever cherish. Tony you are loved and missed every day.
Tell me, what does it look like in heaven? Is it peaceful is it free like they say? Does the sun shine bright forever? Have your fears and your pain gone away? Cause here on earth it feels like everything good is missing, since you Left And here on earth everything thing's different, there's an emptiness Oh-oh-oh I, I hope you're dancing in the sky I hope your singing in the angels choir And I hope the angels, know what they have I bet it's so nice up in heaven since you arrived...
I'm so far from home, and yet you are further than me. I feel your loss amplified by every mile between me and my memories of you. Your spirit did not walk these streets. You are truly gone.
HaPpY BiRtHdAy...I hope you’re Dancing in the sky and singing in the Angels choir. I miss you so much...be at peace nephew until we meet again. Love ❤️ Auntie Judi
"Well I know what you're like - I've read it on the walls You're too tired, you choose heaven over the earth and me But come on please... You should wake up." -Deftones.
Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me Remembering again that I shall die And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks For washing me cleaner than I have been Since I was born into this solitude. Blessed are the dead that the rain rains upon: But here I pray that none whom once I loved Is dying tonight or lying still awake Solitary, listening to the rain, Either in pain or thus in sympathy Helpless among the living and the dead, Like a cold water among broken reeds, Myriads of broken reeds all still and stiff, Like me who have no love which this wild rain Has not dissolved except the love of death, If love it be for what is perfect and Cannot, the tempest tells me, disappoint.
Tony wasn’t just my cousin he was my first friend and the first person i looked up too. I have so many memories with Tony us dressing up every year for carver day, swimming in crystal lake all day long, staying up late together at family party’s and when we got older hanging out with my cool older cousin and listening to him play his music and so many more memories that i will forever cherish. Tony you are loved and missed every day.