August 31, 2013
by Terry Hutt
What a great day!!
August 31, 2013
by Terry Hutt
The "boys" hanging out in the Hutt kitchen.
Goofing off!
August 31, 2013
by Terry Hutt
Ryan, Matt & Brent goofing off at our house. I sure miss those days!
Mom Hutt
March 18, 2012
BRENT E. BURNS April 1, 2011
Brent E. Burns 29, of Greenwood, IN died March 18, 2011 in a tragic car accident (in Macon, GA) on their way to a family vacation. He was born June 19, 1981 in Indianapolis, IN to Edward "Duke" Burns, and Mary (Emilio) Fernandez. He is survived in death by his loving wife Melissa E. Burns and sons, Dylan Edward (6) and Colton Michael (3). Brent was a graduate of Lawrence North High School and IUPUI Kelley School of Business with a Degree in Business Management. Brent also played collegiate baseball for IUPUI from 1999-2001. He was employed by Daiichi Pharmaceuticals as a Pharmaceutical Sales Representative. Brent is survived by paternal grandparents Edward and Pansy Burns and Barbara Burns as well as maternal grandmother Hazel Verhines. He was preceded in death by maternal grandfather Paul Verhines. Brent also leaves behind Brother Brian Burns (Christina Myers), sisters Beth (Ryan) Shepperd and Samantha Burns. He is also survived by nephews; Kivahni Myers and Dustin and Tyler Burns as well as nieces Tashiyana Myers and Josie Shepperd. Brent also leaves behind a loving father and mother- in-law, Michael and Elaine Hock. He also leaves behind brothers and sisters; Brandon, Sarah, Courtney, Evan, Megan and Shelby Hock and Derek Gendig. Brent truly felt as though The Hock Family was his own and vice versa! Brent was an avid golfer and enjoyed baseball, bowling, softball and volleyball. Brent and Melissa were huge St. Louis Cardinals Baseball fans and enjoyed going to games throughout the season. Brent absolutely adored his two little boys and loved spending time with Melissa, Dylan and Colton creating family memories! Brent leaves behind many loving aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends.
Love and miss you
August 27, 2011
Babe,
Today I find myself asking a ton of questions (the way Dylan did to you, and you ALWAYS answered with just the right words)! B, Dylan, Colton and I miss you more than anything. Most days the pain is so unbearable I can hardly breathe. and everyday we miss you more and more. Please babe, continue to be right by our side. Longing for the day to see you, hug you and to hear your voice again. I love love love you more than anything.
We love and miss you
August 17, 2011
Baby, Dylan, Colton miss you more and more everyday. We long to see you again, hear tour gentle calming voice, watching you play softball and other activities that you excelled in!! I miss our our nights with our besties up north and the long talks we would had both ways. Mostly telling each other how much in love we were!!!Talking about our life and the fun to do lists we had planned. I miss you from the very depth of my soul. Baby, please continue to hold our babies tight they need their daddy. We continue to keep your memory alive and talk about l. I love you baby and can't wait until we will meet again!!!! Love love Love you
We Miss You!!
July 1, 2011
by Terry Hutt
I just wanted to let you know how much you're missed. Everyone had a good time at your birthday and as you know your family did a great job of creating a wonderful day and celebration for you (especially your wife, your mother-in-law and Brandon). I know your birthday was an especially hard day for Ryan. I started thinking about it being your birthday and Ryan and Brandon having to play golf without you and I found myself at church singing a beautiful song to God and I started thinking about you and it being your birthday and all I could do is cry. It's still so unreal that you are gone. Eventhough I hadn't gotten to see you much in the last few years you (and TW) are such a part of our family and we love you and miss you very much!! God is great and one day we will see you again!
Love, Mom Hutt
Happy Birthday Brent
June 19, 2011
by Amy Burns
No cake or candles here today
Or presents for you to open
Just love from friends who want to say
Happy Birthday, and that we're hoping
Somehow you can see and know
That we have not forgotten you
That we still remember, even though
You've departed from our view
And if you see us here below
And wonder why we care
It's just because we want to show
That a part of you is still here
You live within each memory's heart
And so you remain, though we're apart.
In memory of Brent on his 30th birthday!
April 18, 2011
by Amy Burns
Wish Heaven had a phone so I could hear your voice again.. I thought of you today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories and a picture in a frame. Your memory is a keepsake, from which I'll never part. God has you in his arms.. I have you in my heart.
I love you Bub!
Message Posted on Melissa's Caring Bridge Site
April 11, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011 11:32 PM, CDT
Laraine Gunter with Dr. Villalta's office
Our office had lunch with Brent on the Thursday before his trip. He spoke of the Lord, his wife and those boys, and all of his family. Brent was as angel on this earth. For what reason God chose him to come home? He has touched so many people's hearts. He was also a Matt Hughes fan. He would watch with his sons (UFC.) He was a GREAT man full of love, and I know he is running and laughing with joy, no pain only happy with his healing, and watching over Melissa and boys for them to have peace and comfort and healing. I pray for your family and healing and peace.
In Jesus name, Amen. May god bless you all.
Laraine Gunter
April 10, 2011
Death is nothing at all, I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I, and you are you; Whatever we were to each other, that, we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name, Speak to me in the easy way which you always used, Put no difference in your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we shared together.
Let my name ever be the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, Just around the corner. All is well. - unknown
Brent's Eulogy
April 5, 2011
My name is Beth. I am Brent’s older sister.
When Melissa asked me to speak today, I was nervous and anxious but of course, I said yes. Toni asked me how I was possibly going to do it, and at the time, I had no idea. How do you write a eulogy for your brother? How do you sum up his life in a few short words and moments? How do you represent all that he was to his friends and family? Should it be funny or serious? Should I read scriptures or comforting poems? In the end, I decided to share some of my most precious memories of my brother:
I remember Brent’s tiny little baby teeth.
I remember how much Brent loved superman when he was little. I remember him dressing up in Dad’s underwear and the red cape that Grammy made and running all over the house in Greenfield.
I remember Brent’s sweet smile and the way his skin turned golden brown in the summer.
I remember camping at Red Brush Park and baseball games at Lawrence Park .
I remember during football games how Brent’s teammates would huddle around him, Brent in the center, their hands resting on his helmet.
I remember Brent putting on new tennis shoes and thinking he could run faster and jump higher in them.
I remember Brian and I laughing hysterically at an inappropriate comment Brent made one night in the living room of our apartment in Three Fountains, when mom was working at Lutherwood.
I remember sobbing with my brothers when we lost, Cody, our family dog.
I remember Brent’s love of brick dust on his uniform, a red stitched ball, a well worn leather glove, the clicking of cleats and the ring of a bat.
I remember Brent resetting the Nintendo if he was ever losing a game. I remember him telling us, “If you’re not first you’re last”. I remember watching this competitive spirit transform him into a go getter and a problem solver as an adult.
I remember consoling Brent when he tried to blow out the candles on his chocolate birthday cake and instead, spit a giant wad of big league chew right onto the middle of it.
I remember making Brent’s Captain Crunch cereal in the morning until he was in about 5th grade. I remember being furious when everyone told me to stop babying him because he needed to grow up. I remember thinking, look at him, he is still a baby.
I remember the way Brent fell in love with his baby sister the day she was born. I remember him getting up at night with her sometimes before dad and Amy even heard her.
I remember Brent and dad in the batting cage, constantly practicing for baseball.
I remember when Brent and dad and Brian raked the grass by lamplight in the front yard of the house on Castle Farms Drive when it was too dark outside for them to see anymore.
I remember during high school my car didn’t have a radio in it that worked for a while. I remember Brent and I singing Christmas carols and 90’s music at the top of our lungs to pass the time.
I remember Brent waking me up in the mornings when we were in high school. I remember him plugging my curling iron in and getting the shower going. I remember him starting the car so it would be warm on winter mornings.
I remember how crowded my little brown camero was with Brent, Ryan, Todd and Matt in it on the way to school every day of my junior and senior year of high school.
I remember how elated Brent was when he walked on for baseball try outs at IUPUI and made the team.
I remember how proud Brent was to become a father.
I remember how faithful Brent was as a husband.
I remember how loyal Brent was as a friend.
I will always remember, from now until my last breath, what a wonderful person Brent was. He was always so full of love. Love for life, love for his family, and love for his friends. He was a dedicated, doting father; a loving, faithful husband; a sweet, caring brother; a devoted son and a funny, amazing life- long friend. He will be tremendously missed.
April 3, 2011
by Terry Hutt
Thank you for being such a great part of our son, Ryan's and all the other TW's lives. We are so happy you were able to join us on our family vacation to Myrtle Beach. Megan and Ryan still say it was our best family vacation ever. There have been so many memories over the past 22+ years. You have touched all of our lives and we will never forget you and your smile and your wonderful spirit.
There is peace in knowing you are with God now.
Love, Mom & Bob Hutt
I hurt
March 29, 2011
I said, "God, I hurt."
And God said, "I know."
I said, "God, I cry a lot."
And God said, "That is why I gave you tears."
I said, "God, I am so depressed."
And God said, "That is why I gave you Sunshine."
I said, "God, life is so hard."
And God said, "That is why I gave you loved ones."
I said, "God, my loved one died."
And God said, "So did mine."
I said, "God, it is such a loss."
And God said, "I saw mine nailed to a cross."
I said, "God, but your loved one lives."
And God said, "So does yours."
I said, "God, where are they now?"
And God said, "Mine is on My right. Yours is in the Light."
I said, "God, it hurts."
And God said, "I know."
This was written by her family and later recorded by Laura Lynn Carter about the death of her father
Brent Dives
March 26, 2011
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I’d been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.-Tim McGraw
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To all Parents
March 26, 2011
"I'll lend you for a while a child of mine," He said.
"For you to love the while he lives and mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and should his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief."
"For you to love the while he lives and mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and should his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief."
"I cannot promise he will stay; since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over in My search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love, not think the labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I come to call to take him back again?"
"I fancied that I heard them say, "Dear Lord, Thy will be done!
For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay;
But should the angels call for him much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand!"
by Edgar Guest