Dedicated to, and in memory of, a dear loved one, Thomas Jermyn. Thomas was a sturdy, witty and lovable man; he will be dearly missed by all his friends and family. This memorial website was created as a place for all of Thomas' family and friends to share their thoughts, photographs and stories. Thomas' sisters have contributed a lovely biography that can be read under the 'His Life' tab.
Please contribute whatever reflections your heart would like, by first registering & creating a password with the website via your e-mail account, then using the 'tribute', 'photos' and 'stories' tabs on this page. Your thoughts are most welcome, many thanks..
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Friends & loved ones are invited to attend a ceremony for Thomas at
12:00pm on Saturday, February 27, 2016, at the
Humboldt Unitarian Universalist Fellowship, 24 Fellowship Way, Bayside, Ca.
The ceremony will include time for folks to share their love & reflections for Thomas, & will be followed by a potluck in his honor. Please bring a song, a thought or photo, and a tasty dish to share.
~If you have any questions or input regarding the upcoming memorial, please send an e-mail to the following address: thomasjermyn_memorial@mail.com
Tributes
Leave a tributeEvery time I pass your last residence I say hello and my heart hurts. I am giving you hugs and kisses now and I wish I had given you more when you were walking on Mother Earth. Love always, Carol
I am glad I did not have to watch Mom suffer the sorrow of knowing you would not be here for Christmas this year. She was so unwell on your birthday she was not able to process the sadness of marking that day with you gone. If the afterlife grants our spirits the chance to reunite with our loved ones, it is comforting to believe you are both now shining on in the everlasting light. Perhaps a Gerling Christmas was in order for 2016, with Gramps and Mom ensuring a good time for family already in the hereafter.
Forever you are in my heart. Forever you are missed.
No one makes chai like you do. Those Indian dinners were good, I will watch some Bollywood in your honor. Ever since meeting you back there on Union St, when you were Bob's roommate, I have loved how patient and kind you are. It was always a treat to see you in town, but it had been awhile and now I know why. Be in Peace dear friend, you are well remembered.
keep burning brightly.
You were a Gentleman in every sense of the word. I will always remember the time I ran into you at dusk near the Vietnamese Restaurant. You had just finished dinner and I was walking home after an errand. You said, "Would you like me to walk you home?". So we chatted and strolled together. Another time during the day, we were walking side by side toward our respective homes and you said, "I'll move to the outside closest to the curb. Such a gallant Lad you were.
Thank You for your integrity and respect. Thank you for your wit...we had some great laughs together as a result of it. Your "cut to the chase" communication was so refreshing. I miss you immensely, but sometimes I feel your presence in the beauty of nature. When the sun is shining, I have visions of you smiling down on all of us who were TRULY blessed to have met you. I know you've got a Scrabble Parlor somewhere in the sky, my friend, and you are probably beating the pants off of all those angels clamoring to meet you. I thank my lucky stars I had the pleasure of knowing you, Sir Thomas.
Leave a Tribute
Every time I pass your last residence I say hello and my heart hurts. I am giving you hugs and kisses now and I wish I had given you more when you were walking on Mother Earth. Love always, Carol
Thomas' last writing
Thomas was always gifted with words. He penned this shortly before leaving life on earth.
This was published in his obituary. I am posting it to this website so it will be here for anyone to see and read into the future.
The cold night awaits me
And my hands are already frozen.
In dreams my fears materialize
And wake me with a sudden start.
A calming warm memory helps me
sink back to sleep.
And I keep all the memories.
How can the common bond be always on?
The strings always tight?
It appears resignation is not enough.
And it makes sense,
for simply repenting isn’t either.
I must believe.