- 42 years old
- Date of birth: May 31, 1970
- Date of passing: Jul 3, 2012
|Let the memory of Greg be with us forever|
This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Greg Moss, born on May 31, 1970 and passed away on July 3, 2012. We will remember him and his kind heart forever.
The memorial service was held on August 23rd, 2012 at Civic Center Park and continued at Little Shanghai Restaurant in downtown Denver, CO. There was a balloon ceremony at Civic Center Park. All attendees wrote messages on a piece of paper and tied them to their balloons. Following the balloon ceremony, the service continued at Little Shanghai restaurant where people shared stories of Greg.
You may write a tribute for Greg, share a story and add pictures as well.
NOTE: Our Gathering in Taos in memory of Greg's birthday on Friday, May 31st, 2013, took place on an inspiringly beautiful evening. Taos was where, on a visit two Christmases ago, Greg decided he would like his spiritual home to be, if his doctors could not save him. Dinner yesterday at Kay Harvey's house ended with toasts and moving personal memories of Greg. There were anecdotes of his courtesy and sense of humor—even under terrible circumstances—his courage, strength of character, and his unfailing gentlemanliness. We spread Greg's ashes beneath a lovely old apple tree that grows on one corner of Kay's property. At the foot of the tree lies a large, rounded stone, as if purposely set there for a visitor to sit and contemplate the life of our beloved son and friend, Greg Moss, a life cut short.
"Dearest Greg, how can I forget your extraordinary courage in those last weeks, when the last try at chemo failed. You were unfailingly courteous to the doctors and the nurses, your comrades in the effort to save your life. You were and are so loved and admired for the way you endured your long ordeal, and showed Barbara, Michelle, me, and so many others how to face death, this day, four years ago.
Stai bene, mio figlio molto bravo, ti amo tanto.
Your Papa, your Dad"
"Caro Greg, I'm sure you are at peace in a beautiful place, but please keep visiting your dad. I think of you often.
"Dearest dearest Greg... it is joy to have a beautiful morning on the day we remember your life.... The surface of the sea without a breath of wind... the exquisite songs of birds....In the garden I created in your memory... a place of magical light and peace... I miss you, miss you, miss you. Barbara"
"Dear Greg... this day, your day... you are deeply missed, you are forever loved...we remember all that you gave and your incredible strength. I remember the nights you called me past midnight. You, the night owl... and me... the early bird... we talked for hours about life, purpose, hope and fear... I am so grateful for all those talks. So thankful that I could be by your side those final days and hours... I am so thankful for your life, Greg, and everything you taught me. Happy day of your birth. Love always. Barbara"
"Greg, towards the end, in the ICU, you asked me to repeat the story of how I put together your white crib before you were born. So I did, and told you how after I had put it together I stood there, in that small room in the cottage on my parents' place, and stared at it in wonder. My child would lie there, where now there was no one. You smiled when I told you that, in the ICU.
I didn't tell you (wish I had) that days after you were born someone gave you a small (maybe 8") terrycloth doll with black button eyes and red mouth set in a smile. At around three months, on your stomach, you would raise yourself until you could see that doll, which we'd set upright, facing you at the head of your crib. And when you could see it, you would smile broadly, and lower yourself down again…only to repeat it a few minutes later.
Life for you at three months was a smile, and your own smile was a thing to cherish. Happy birthday, mio figlio tanto caro."
"My son, I will never forget you. I see those pictures of your life when you were a child and lived with me in Italy and they break my heart. I love you, I love you so much!
Your Maman forever"
"Happy birthday, dear Greg. Take care of your dad."
"Greg, I went up to Taos today, bringing flowers to commemorate the third anniversary of your passing on to your next life. It is a fine life, I'm sure, the life a warm, brave, generous and kind guy like you deserves.
Ti amo tanto, mio figlio bravo, come sempre. La prossima vita per te sara un paradiso, senza dubbio. Ciao, Greg, stai bene sempre…
"Dear Greg, it has been difficult learning to live without you. I replay moments of your life in my mind... I hear your laughter... I remember the first time you hit a baseball... I think of how I loved watching you skate.... and I remember walking through the Denver streets with you that last winter after a blizzard, trying to get to your dr appointment and climbing through snow banks... you never lost your sense of humor... your patience was astonishing...Dear Greg, I miss you every day... You were a man of true grace. Love always, Barbara"
"Happy birthday, dear Greg! Enjoy the peace of where you are."
Today it is three years and I have thought of you so often today. We keep you in our hearts and minds.
"Dear Greg, I was up before sunrise this morning and walked out into the little garden I made for you by the sea... It was a perfectly still morning... just the sound of birds...I never tire of seeing the sunrise over the ocean and today there was an especially magical light... It is your day... your birthday... we think of you always with our hearts filled with love.... how I miss you...and how I will always always miss you... but how grateful I am that your father and I were both there with you... as you left us... physically... but never in spirit...my beautiful boy...I send you love on your day."
"Greg had a sense of humor from the beginning. When he was a year old and we were living in a NYC apartment, he wanted me to lift him so that he could reach up and pull the cord in the study to turn the light on and off. He turned the light on and off once, then made as if to do it again, but just pretended to and didn't, then looked at me and laughed. So I thought he was going to do it again, did I?"
"When Greg was a few months old a friend of ours gave him a little white-faced cloth doll with a smile on its face, little black dot eyes, red nose and mouth. We would prop it up against his headboard facing him, and he would slowly raise his head and when he caught sight of the doll's smiling face he would break into the biggest smile, and rest his face again—then repeat the whole thing again, and again. He was such a happy baby."
"—He will forever be 42 years years and thirty three days old, a wonderful guy in a hospital bed who chatted with his nurses, who called "I'm beeping" to the nurse in charge when his lines had bubbles, who said, when things looked worse and worse, after the next to last treatment failed, "I'm going to die," the first time in tears. Who soon began saying "Off you go, then…" in a movie-British accent, as if mimicking our once Cross River neighbor Noel Rae, who would eventually shoo the children out of his study to go outside and play…as if it would soon be time to play in another world. No matter what, he will always be fixed in my mind that way, caught in that web of ICU lines, listening to the music on the portable SONY player. He deserved so much more than 42 years, always so brave, so thoughtful, intelligent and generous to those around him."
"—One day in May, 2012, Greg asked me to tell him again about my setting up his crib, his white crib that had to be assembled, as I did in the small front room in the cottage we lived in before he was born. I had told him how magical it had seemed, that in that crib there was going to be a baby, my son, where there had been nothing before. That is when he smiled, as if to say yes, he had been much wanted."
"Dear Greg, dear son, you left the world three years ago and this, 2015, is the year your grandmother that you loved so much passed away, she was 101. She missed you dearly, she so often thought of you, she would look at your pictures when you were a child living with us here in Italy, and now I like to think the two of you are at last together. My love is with both of you, my dearest ones!"
"Greg, dear son, you left this world two years ago today, but those who know and love you will never forget your grace, courage and endurance during a harrowing year such qualities would fail most of us. I salute you, mio figlio tanto caro, and look forward to the time I can give you ancora un gran'abbraccio.
"Dear Greg...it can't be 2 years ago today...The longest 2 years... Yet my images of you are so vivid and I can almost hear the sound of your voice sometimes... I miss you terribly... And the bluebirds still sing for you... Always with love, Barbara"
"Happy birthday, dear Greg! We are all so glad you were born."
"Greg, It is almost two years and I think about you nearly every day.
We know you are well, and just want you to know that we are looking after your dad. He misses you so.
A big hug always,
"Greg, this will always be your day.... the last day of May.... I just returned from a walk by the sea.... a brisk wind today from the east.... I love to walk along the water's edge, inhale the salty air and think of you...your life was not long, my beautiful boy, but your impact was enormous... you know how much we miss you....you know how different the world will always feel now without you... but you know how your spirit endures and continues to fill our lives....We celebrate your birthday today and the precious gift of your life... Love, Barbara"
"Mio figlio tanto caro—my dear son, today is your 44th birthday and I have been thinking of you all day. I miss you terribly, but am a bit consoled by the certainty that you, because of your essential goodness, your generosity and courage, your kindness to others, must be in an unimaginably wonderful place. I send you my love and admiration, Greg, and a great big Buon Compleanno.
"Dear, dear Greg.... I only hope you know how much we miss you... an emptiness that cannot be filled... thank you for that last smile and for grabbing my hand and holding it with all your strength... thank you for everything you were in life... and for all the ways I feel you guiding me now..."
"This day, July 3rd, 2013, is a reminder that Greg's terrible suffering ended one year ago. That suffering was a thing he bore with exceptional grace and good humor, an example for all of us who knew him. Wherever he is now, and I cannot imagine the geography of the spirit world, it must be a good place. God bless my dear son."
"I think of you every day and see your smile. I am praying for your dad who loves you more than you can fathom. Please take care of him.
It was magical knowing you."
"We met almost 20 years ago and you were my first "real" love. Eventually we took different paths in life but you always remained a part of my heart. Your strength in character, your passion for words, your honesty, your humor and your ability to always see the good were just some of the wonderful things I took from you. So many beautiful memories........I will never forget."
"Greg was a person that if you didn't make an attempt to know him, did not press upon you to do so. BUT what you missed if you didn't was a person who cared, who was interested in your well-being, and a truly wonderful individual. Greg - your time was cut short, but your life force will not be forgotten. In this case, I guess God needed your smile to greet others on the other side..."
"Greg, I am so sorry you have passed, but know that you are in a good place and no longer suffering. I still use the glass you gave me one Christmas and of course, all of our attempts at various languages. I have missed seeing you and hearing your voice since I left DCP, but always know, you will be in my thoughts. GOD BLESS!"
"Caro Gregory ti ho conosciuto quando avevi 7 anni e parlavamo in Italiano. Sei entrato in casa con tua Madre Claude e ti ho voluto bene immediatamente. Peccato che non sei rimasto. Il tuo carattere era quello di tuo Nonno André e di tua Madre Claude. Entrambi divertenti e allegri e molto intelligenti. La vita ci ha separato ma ti ricorderò sempre come ti ho conosciuto allora a Roma."
""To live in the hearts we leave behind is not to die." Thomas Campbell
Greg, your gentle kind, positive spirit has touched many lives. You will remain in my heart always."
"Regardless of how early or how late in the day it was, your smile and chuckle were always quick to come for everyone who passed by. Your life was taken way too soon and the loss of what was to come will forever be felt. May you find peace in your resting place."
"I am so thankful to have been part of your life. I value every moment, reminded of your grace and courage. You taught us to see the world with your great heart as our inspiration. I have never known such strength and such compassion for others. You fought a valiant fight with true honor... a true hero... My beautiful boy... I cherish you... and I am so filled with love."
"You were a beacon of light in a world that is too often dark and lacking in love. Your courage, strength and generosity were an inspiration to us all. You truly meant the world to Barbara. We will never forget...."
"I am the last one here - I just learned of this beautiful memorial and I am moved to tears by your unforgettable words for my son. No one told me in time for me to come at his bedside and nothing now can bring him back. Only the memory and knowledge that he was loved and admired by so many wonderful people, that is my only consolation. God bless him and thank you for this memorial."
"Ciao cugino. We had a blast in Italy and in college. I will always remember th beastie boys . You opened America to me , I am still here 23 years later. We did a lot things together . I miss you and wish I could have been by your side. You will always be Family to me. As the moto we had said . What time is it? It's time for fun."
"Greg was a wonderful person to know. He brightened my day when I came through the lobby doors and heard his greeting. We joked about living the dream. I'm sad that his dream ended way too soon but it was a pleasure to have known Greg and to have been a prt of his life."
"Greg was one of those special people that brings a bright light into the world. He always had a smile and a kind word for everyone. His positive attitude and generous spirit were a great inspiration to me. Being able to know him is a gift that I will be forever grateful for."
"I remember your first day at work, you were so shy, reserved and worried and I told you everything would be okay. You became one of the best co-workers anyone could ask for. I will miss your "good morning" welcomes, your bright smiles and laughter but your memories will last a lifetime."
"Greg's family are in my thoughts and heart. We at DCP Midstream had the pleasure of sharing a lot of good time with Greg. His dry humor and calm way of looking at the world around us always made it fun to stop and say hi to him. I know the highlights of his days were the trips he made to visit his dad in Santa Fe, and he was very proud of the book his dad wrote. My condolences."
"Greg was a true professional and a great help to us all! The last day I talked with him he had his usual broad smile and light heart. This quote was written for him: " Hope is both the earliest and most indispensible virtue in the state of being alive. If life is to be sustained, hope must remain even when confidence is wounded and trust impaired." Eric Erickson"
"I'll miss Greg..his easy laughter generous spirit and wish I'd spent more time nearby. He lost a monumental struggle against something terrible, but I can't but think of his life as a great success..from a very difficult childhood that many fall victim to, he transcended and made a place for himself in life and job, surrounded by people who cared and loved him. How much I admire that."
"A man may fade like snow
or scatter like a flower
his sincerity lives on
in the world
Tanka by Shinagawa Yagiro (1843-1900)
Greg will live on in our hearts, gently as was his spirit, light with his laughter."
"Greg will always have friends wherever he goes, and they all love him! What a loss for us , he gave us such incredible spirit and will to live. I only hope I can be as brave as he was when my time comes!
"Your incredible courage inspired us all and your kindness sets the standard. The dream I had about you two nights ago let's me know that you are in a wonderful and happy place. Nonetheless, this world will miss you tremendously - and so will I."
"My son Greg took the worst of medical news a year ago and never gave up his strong desire to live. His thoughtfulness, patience and humor, well known to those who knew him, never deserted him during the often agonizing and terrifying year of his illness. That must be why even his doctors and nurses were in tears at the end. His courtesy, under the worst circumstances, never failed him."
"I can hear the echo of your hearty laugh, I can see the sparkle of your crystal blue eyes, I can feel the gentle touch of your hand in mine, I am inspired by your tireless determination to live. You are my hero my dear nephew and I love you for being so courageous and so positive. Even in the face of your struggle, you remained tender, kind and forever patient. We will miss you!"
"The world seems colder without your bright spirit, your smile and your laughter. Thank you for the moments we shared and for allowing me to hold your hand and say goodbye. I miss you so much..."
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