This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Louie LeBart, 25, born on September 21, 1988 and passed away on February 2, 2014. We will remember him forever.
Tributes
Leave a tributeYou were an outstanding teammate, friend, and human being.
Love,
Chase
G’Sue. ❤️
"No one ever told me that grief felt so much like fear."
C.S Lewis
I miss your smile and your kindness. We have all been so touched by your brief existence in our lives. Your memory lives on in all of us!
Frampa
We miss you so, so much and love you forever.
Hugs,
G'Sue
Thinking of your birth not your death. Miss you tons!
Frampa
Please keep watching over us and visiting us in our dreams....
I remember being in the car and you dancing and singing every word in your best Louie Big Bopper voice. It is one of my favorite memories.
By the time I got to work today I was laughing.Miss you Big Lou.
Frampa
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?"
"Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance."
Kahil Gibran
when we are not together...
There is something
you must remember:
You are braver than you believe,
stronger than you seem,
and smarter than you think.
But the most important thing is,
even if we're apart...
I'll always be with you.
- Winnie the Pooh
By A. A. Milne
You are forever in my heart, Louie!
I love you!
G'Sue
Since you've been gone
Things have largely returned to normal
As everyone said they would
Now it's less desperate
I lock myself in the bathroom to
chain smoke and cry less and less
I still teeter between weeping and
ferocious booming laughter
But not as often
Now as the world spins by
I've started spinning with it
Instead of standing aside
Wondering why everyone else is still
going about their business
As if nothing ever happened
Now the tattoo of your name is just a part of me
like the rest of my skin
No longer a burning brand of solemn remembrance
I washed the sweatpants I took from your room
Your smell is officially gone
they're just a part of my wardrobe
The first time I put them on
i could feel what you felt like inside them
It was surreal and comforting and awful
Now they're a rumpled addition to my heap of laundry
Now I'm just a little more sensitive and a little more irritable
But people have forgotten why
I lash out and think to myself
"I am just not over this"
I don't make the excuse
It's been too long for my grief to be socially acceptable
Though it remains. Albeit less and less
Now you're like my secret, hidden from the world
Except for when I'm alone and pull you out of my memory
Don't worry please, you will not be forgotten
You'll be a part of every part of me
Even if I'm the only one who knows it
I'll pull you through this life
My mind is a strange place for a person to live
but it's the only place I have to keep you
Now you're just a thing I try to write poetry about
Meaningless words on a page
That don't do you justice
Frampa
Day Is Done...
We hadn’t yet shed the blinders of innocence,
And couldn’t appreciate your sunny significance.
Your magnificent sunset was, in hindsight, defined
when the night it preceded was cruelly assigned.
We could only look back at your brightness with sadness
Mixed with anger, regret and, at times, wistful gladness.
To have been in your circle, meant fortune untold –
But in our unconscious bliss, we too late saw the gold.
When your light dimmed so soon, twilight was our shroud,
for a disbelieving, numb moment we lived in a cloud.
Night, when it came, arrived with sharp vengeance,
and no plans of allowing pure daylight an entrance.
Fickle dreams burst like bubbles in our nightmare of pain.
If we ever wake up, sun won’t shine the same.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
"Love is about the changes you make and not just three small words. I remember you. And the way you shine like truth in all you do."
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement.
To express feelings is to risk exposing your true self.
To place ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss.
To love is to risk being loved in return.
To live is to risk dying.
To hope is risk despair.
To try is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken because the greatest
Hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who asks nothing, does nothing,
Has nothing and is nothing.
They may avoid suffering and sorrow, but they
Cannot learn, feel, change, grow, love, live,
Chained by their attitudes, they are a slave
They have forfeited their freedom.
Only a person who risks is free.
"Three Little Birds"
"Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right! "
Rise up this mornin',
Smile with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Each by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou: ")
Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right! "
Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Each by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou: "
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, worry about a thing, oh!
Every little thing gonna be all right. Don't worry! "
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing" - I won't worry!
"'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right" - I won't worry!
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, oh no!
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!
"Living it up in high school, it went by fast. The parties the summers the crazy nights are all in the past. It was a good time. Jesse you are my bro and best friend, Cali. is going to be sick. Eric don’t forget Sundays, you’re the man. Nick the steam room! You’re my bro rage it next year. Shout out to the whole crew, you guys are my bros good times with you never forget the late nights. You guys know how to live it up. Last but not least, Mom and Dad I love you. Thanks for everything, You are the best! Alex Hass R.I.P"
“Emancipate yourself from mental slavery, none but ourselves can free our mind.”
Bob Marley
there is. For that, in truth, is all there is."
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
-William Wordsworth
The Lebarts spent a few winters in Naples when Louie and Nick were still too young to go to school. One year we visited them and had so much fun. Our stay at their house on Cajeput Road started out on a funny note.
Louie was so excited for us to arrive that he waited out at the end of the driveway for a long time, watching for our rental car. When he finally saw us driving down the road, he became so hyper-excited he actually couldn’t contain himself. He just started running, right into and through the hedge of bushes that lined the driveway. He was crashing around in there like a panicked deer. It was so funny to us, but he was embarrassed by all the attention and his overabundance of emotions.
One night during that visit we parents went out and Samantha, Louie, Max and Nick had a babysitter. When we got home, Holly and I went to the sleep sofa where Sam and Louie were and asked them how the night was and what they did. Sam was around 8 and Louie around 5. He was so cute. He said “Oh we just hacked around. And then later, Sam and I went upstairs to see how the little guys were doonin’.” (Little guys being Max,4, and Nick, 3.) He was so earnest in his role as big brother/older cousin.
Then Holly and Sam and Louie and I hung out on the sleep sofa and made “funny” faces. Louie was so bad at it, but tried so hard it made us totally crack up. Holly and I still make “funny” Louie faces to each other to this day. It was such a happy night and Louie was so relaxed and confident and pleased to be part of the “big cousin” duo with Sam.
As the kids got older, the boys became much closer and the one year age difference between them basically shrank to nothing. But, even if they were the three musketeers who shared friends and adventures, Louie was always very much Big Lou. And he and Samantha always had a special bond as the 2 oldest cousins.
"Your spiritual nature is free. What an astounding revelation!
Now you take that home today, and you say to yourself, 'my spiritual
nature is free.' And you ponder what it means and what it can mean
increasingly to you as a human being occupying a very limited and
restricted earth. The spiritual nature knows no obstacles, no dif-
ficulties, no threats, no rivers too wide, no mountain is too high,
it is in its very nature free to be itself and because it is itself
and only itself, having no connection with this world, it is happy.
There’s nothing that the lower world can do to take away what it
lives in its enjoyment its authentic enjoyment."
Leave a Tribute
You were an outstanding teammate, friend, and human being.
Love,
Chase
Big brother
Louie, Nicky and I We’re driving home from the bowling alley one Sunday afternoon. I had just bought a new car and Nicky, sitting in the front seat, was experimenting with the knobs and dials opening the sunroof, windows, seats, door locks etc. I asked Nicky several times to cease and desist. I then heard from the back seat a small voice saying: “Frampa, I think you are being too hard on Nicky”. We all laughed and I realized how much Louie was the kind and sensitive Big brother. (when he wasn’t beating on him, as brothers do)
Skydiving
I'll never forget when you told me that you and Rose were going skydiving. Of course as a parent I thought of all the things that could wrong versus the benefits! I'll never forget the day you went - how I felt until I knew you were back on the ground safely - and the pure exhileration and joy that you and Rose radiated when I saw you later that day! Your adventurous and non-conforming personality will be an inspiration to me the rest of my life.