ForeverMissed

This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Edward Winders . We will remember his loving heart and joy for living always. Please join us for a celebration of he and his partner Barbara Moller's lives on Saturday, June 29th in Albany, NY at the Ten Broeck Mansion from 2-5pm: https://plus.smilebox.com/play?g=46641427-dd10-4274-aa1b-7897143653ad

Posted by Diane Darbyshire on September 1, 2019
Jen and Eric,
It was so good to see you in June and celebrate your father’s life-it was a beautiful tribute. I have so many fond memories of your dad, first as my father’s dear friend and later as your father. My dad and I would love going to ‘the land’ on Sundays; it was a happy place for us. When I got older, dinners at Hiro’s were a wonderful treat. Ed was an adventurer in our eyes and he brought my dad along, sometimes doing things he wouldn’t ordinarily have done-I experience a similar phenomenon with you! He was a wonderful steady presence and a dear friend to my father until the last days of his life. I see much of Ed in you both and it makes my heart happy. I so appreciate all of the kindness and joy he brought to our lives, and I miss him. I’m so sorry you lost him too early.
Much love,
Dee
Posted by Sherrie Connelly on August 20, 2019
Remembering dear friend Barbara and her partner Ed, with love, prayers and blessings. Would love to have more information about his published book. Many thanks and God be with you, surrounding you with angels' comfort.
Posted by Cynthia Siatkowski on June 29, 2019
Dina,
I am so sorry about Naun, it's been many years but I want you to know my heart was broke when I heard of his loss. You & your family are in my thoughts & prayers.
Love, Aunt Winnie.
Posted by Kristina Tarquinio on June 27, 2019
Dear Dina,
Please accept my sincere, heartfelt condolences on your brother Ed’s passing. Sorry I can’t attend Ed’s memorial with health issues preventing me from doing so. Ed became the man he was because of your strong family influence, especially your mom. She was a strong, steady, understanding women; very wise, intelligent, an example which both you and Ed emulate.
Ed got me first interested in ham radio to which I still hold a license. I remember all the good times on Campbell Drive at Ed’s station “K2ZDC”, talking to the world from his bedroom. Of all the good times I spent with Ed and your family, I would not be able to count.
I have one story however that really sticks out in my mind when Ed was campaigning for re-election for Albany County Legislature. I was paired off with a man about my age, he had one side of the street, while I had the other side. I asked him how he had met Ed. He told me he had a drainage problem in his back yard. Ed was his representative whom he contacted. That evening his doorbell rang and at the door stood Ed in suit and tie. He wanted to see this man’s problem first hand. He took Ed to the back yard, Ed walked in ankle deep mud and water to locate the plugged drain. He told him the town would take care of it, which they did in the next couple of days. This was how Ed felt about people, to take care of their concerns right away. I can speak personally because he touched my family in very special ways. My sister Sharon who had terminal cancer was just one person whose life he touched. He would often check in on her and see how she was doing via email or even a simple telephone call. Ed not only talked the talk but he really walked the walk. 
Our Christian faith tells us we have eternal life and in passing life does not end, just changes. It is not goodbye Ed, but only until we meet again. Dina, God bless you and your family. You are all in our prayers.
Love,
Doug Koch
Posted by Robert Prentiss on June 24, 2019
It's a bit unusual for my mentor to be younger than I am. I will be there on Saturday.
Posted by Ronald Phillips on June 23, 2019
Ed and I were best friends though out elementary school at Maywood. We did everything together. I stayed at his home on Campbell Ave when my mother was giving birth to my sister.
I have not spoken to him since high school but memories never fade. I remember vividly throwing a base ball back and forth across Campbell Ave and throwing a boomerang to try and get back to us.

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Posted by Diane Darbyshire on September 1, 2019
Jen and Eric,
It was so good to see you in June and celebrate your father’s life-it was a beautiful tribute. I have so many fond memories of your dad, first as my father’s dear friend and later as your father. My dad and I would love going to ‘the land’ on Sundays; it was a happy place for us. When I got older, dinners at Hiro’s were a wonderful treat. Ed was an adventurer in our eyes and he brought my dad along, sometimes doing things he wouldn’t ordinarily have done-I experience a similar phenomenon with you! He was a wonderful steady presence and a dear friend to my father until the last days of his life. I see much of Ed in you both and it makes my heart happy. I so appreciate all of the kindness and joy he brought to our lives, and I miss him. I’m so sorry you lost him too early.
Much love,
Dee
Posted by Sherrie Connelly on August 20, 2019
Remembering dear friend Barbara and her partner Ed, with love, prayers and blessings. Would love to have more information about his published book. Many thanks and God be with you, surrounding you with angels' comfort.
Posted by Cynthia Siatkowski on June 29, 2019
Dina,
I am so sorry about Naun, it's been many years but I want you to know my heart was broke when I heard of his loss. You & your family are in my thoughts & prayers.
Love, Aunt Winnie.
Recent stories

Ed & Tom's Canoe Trip

Shared by Rhi Jenerate on June 29, 2019

Ed & Tom started out at the Corning Preserve in a canoe. After about an hour, we stopped and had a lunch of roast chicken made by Ed's mom. We continued on our way, and saw 2 girls walking along the shoreline. Ed shouted out, "How far to Manhattan?" They ignored us. A half hour later we abandoned the idea of Manhattan and found a little bar. After a few cool ones, we called Idy to come pick us up. 

Tom Vanderhoof

​The Butterfly Book

Shared by Rhi Jenerate on May 14, 2019

After my parents divorced, my dad shifted his life, his love, his heart. He committed to working through the childhood trauma that he had held in for so long. The abuse, the alcoholism, his fathers suicide. So much for him to hold and to protect us from. The divorce was hard, but at some point he took it as an opportunity to nurture the two beings who had come out of their love: myself and my little brother Eric. Eric and my dad had a “father and son” bond, but with an 8 year old daughter, it was different. My dad must have anticipated how that could get challenging with teen years on the horizon, and so he worked hard to bond in ways that kept the future in mind. He created rituals and routines, traditions that we continued up until the month before he died.

The one that I’m reminded of daily is our butterfly book. He found this lovely Japanese book, “A Flight of Butterflies,” made as a replica of one from 1904 in the Met museum, with woodblocked art of butterflies on one side and blank pages on the other-and the book opened up in accordion style. He decided we would be pen pals, and we would take turn writing in it and then handing it off to the other for their reply.The first entries were fun and light, but it quickly turned to deeper topics around divorce and love.A year might pass before we would write again, but it always happened. He eventually began typing letters and stapling them inside the book. One I recall that he read at my wedding, “On the Occasion of Your Wedding, …..”

When I was pregnant with his only grandchild he again wrote a letter to both me and the future granddaughter.When she was born, a surprise for dad was a new book, a journal for “Violet and Bam”, this one was meant for just he and Violet’s conversations. He wrote a “welcome to this earth” letter to her and thus their pen pal relationship began. Just turning 7, Violet was just learning to really write on her own when their love letters ended abruptly.

Upon our arrival the week after dad and Barb’s death, we spent hours with the San Miguel police investigators in their Airbnb, identifying their belongings, and organizing their things to bring back with us. The most heartbreaking moment of it all was seeing what he had brought with him on the trip to work on: the book he was writing of his childhood adventures and he and Violet’s “butterfly book.” It was his turn, and he hadn’t yet begun that entry, but he brought it with him, as he was planning to come see her dance her first Nutcracker that next week and my guess is he would have presented it to her then.I will never know what he was going to write that week in Mexico, but my guess is he would have told her how proud he was of her for dancing, and how they would continue to stay connected as she grew up through their writings in that book.  -Jennifer