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Dory's Celebration of Life Remarks on Jan 18th

January 21, 2014

Sometimes in life you find a special friend, someone who changes your life forever just by being part of it. 

Someone who

makes you laugh until you pee,

frustrates the heck out of you until you scream,

supports all your goals and dreams,

and has carved a space in your heart

                         That’s my special friendship with Lynn

Lynn stood 6’ and 6” --- me, 5’ and no inches.  Although way different in measurement, and not related by blood, we had a relationship that was as close as a brother and sister.  I was in Lynn’s life for 34 years and it all began back in the days when we both worked in the Safeway Brands Divisions.  In the beginning we were involved with the Safeway Employees Association’s events – that’s where we first butted heads because we were both darn good at managing events.  Me thinks that Lynn may have been a tad chauvinist in those old days and I too bossy for sure!  So things got off to a bit of a rocky start.  The tide quickly turned when we got on a ski hill and both of us saw “hey that gal/guy can ski!” --- and through the years we loved skiing together….   I’ve lost track of all the places we skied over the many years, and I will always remember the one I teased Lynn about the most.  You see there were times in our long friendship that I would bust Lynn’s paradigms, and times when he would reel me in with my ideas.  And then there were the times that we would – with all respect – bruise each other’s egos.  Like the ski trip in Beaver Creek, Colorado --- Lynn has always been a very accomplished skier like Stein Erickson, and I was more like Suzie Chapstick.  I challenged Lynn to a Nastar ski race that day and well, left him in smoke out of the gates while the course ended up at the resort’s bar patio where the world could see.  Not to be outdone, on another trip to Aspen, Lynn took me down a fresh powder run where I found myself up to my chest in snow and unable to find my ski --- not a fun day for me, but a heck of a payback by Lynn for sure.  Jeff, Lynn and I had intended to ski until we were the age that a free ticket would be given at Snowmass – Jeff & I will do our best to uphold that goal.

Our lives intertwined like a finely knit scarf….we played co-ed baseball together – Lynn was 1st baseman and I was 3rd base ---, I had a strong arm and could throw, and Lynn had long arms and could stretch 360 degrees to catch my balls.    We even sat as Directors on the SafeAmerica’s Credit Union board for many years – and he remained as a Director with 16 years of volunteer services to the CU – a voice of reason that I’m sure will be missed.    We were partners in crime planning events together like surprising Joyce with a fur coat for her birthday when we were in Aspen.

Jeff and Joyce would tell you that you could always find Lynn and I somewhere off to the side at a gathering eventually doing what we always did together – having deep meaningful discussions where we challenged each other.  I loved that part of our friendship, the intellectual conversations, the spiritual discussions, and of course the discussions that involved us always planning the next thing we were going to do as couples.  When Jeff came into my life, it was Lynn and Joyce I turned to for their opinion if this guy was a thumbs up or thumbs down.  That was 19 years ago and who could have imagined that we would turn into the Fred & Wilma– Barney & Bette like the Flintstones  --- it was a foursome that had a strong bond.  We are all best buds, sisters and brothers and each other’s biggest supporter.   I can’t even count how many vacations we’ve been on together, Halloween parties, New Year’s Eve’s, ab diving, camping, Renaissance Faires there just was always the expectation that we’d be going together.

As I reflect on the 34 years, I recall how it all started with a kiss --- a candy kiss.   You’ll find them on the back table.  At one time during our Safeway days, my cubicle sat on an aisle in front of Lynn’s, Don Jones and Paul Cruze.   Those guys would sometimes get me in trouble because they would stick their heads over my partition and yak with me.  Lynn though would reach his hand over and steal the candy kisses in my open candy bowl and talk about something interesting to the two of us.

I feel blessed to have had Lynn make the imprint he did in my life – and Jeff is equally grateful.  The marriage of Lynn and Joyce’s has always been an example for us to look up to, and Joyce, we thank you for that.

(Lei to Joyce):  Aloha au ia 'oe    my love for you is deep as it was for Lynn my friend

And now, Jeff and I pulled together a collection of many pictures that we hope will reflect the wonderful life and times Lynn gave us during his 64 years.  

Montage Tribute

January 21, 2014

What a guy!

January 16, 2014

This picture makes me think that through all the time I have known the Brown Family, through all the life struggles, triumphs and small things that build upon our lives, I am so blessed and so lucky to have them in my life story.

Look at me, I made it out the other end!

Thank you for blessing me with your encouragement, the wonderful example you set for me to follow and your mentorship.

Sending you love and light, always. Lisa

Twenty One At Last

January 13, 2014

Rather than tell this one in front of any small children at Lynn's celebration of life.....

When I turned Twenty-one (keep in mind Lynn and I Lived in Utah at the time) - as any older brother would - Lynn took me out on the town (Salt Lake City) for my first hard drink (our forever favorite of 7 & 7) but it was to a topless bar - my first.  Of course we had a great time but we were well behaved - 'cause Joyce was with us !

I love you brother !

PS  - I still don't like tomatoes !

Volcano

January 10, 2014

Often times people get together with family when a loved one has passed.

One fond memory that Rochelle, Mom and I are lucky to have together is when my Grandpa passed away and we were driving back to Utah.


We were listening to Jimmy Buffet and all of us were singing along. Then "Volcano" came on and to lift all our spirits more, he started making the minvan swerve (in controlled fashion) with the song and then honk the horn to the beat after every chorus "I don't know where I'ma gonna go when the volcano blows" HONK HONK!


It's memories like these that help with his passing. Thinking of the times he made us laugh to comfort us.


I miss you so much, Dad.          

 

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