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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.  

Bruce Moss

July 3, 2015
July 3, 2015
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…
tuo babbo.
July 3, 2015
July 3, 2015
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
July 3, 2015
July 3, 2015
Happy birthday, dear Greg! Enjoy the peace of where you are.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015
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.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015
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!
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015
—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.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015
—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.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015
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?
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015
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.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015
Dear Greg,
Today it is three years and I have thought of you so often today. We keep you in our hearts and minds. 
With love,
Diane
July 3, 2014
July 3, 2014
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.
Tuo Babo
July 3, 2014
July 3, 2014
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
July 3, 2014
July 3, 2014
Happy birthday, dear Greg! We are all so glad you were born.
June 11, 2014
June 11, 2014
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,
Diane
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014
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
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014
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.
Your Dad
July 3, 2013
July 3, 2013
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.
July 3, 2013
July 3, 2013
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.
July 3, 2013
July 3, 2013
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...
August 30, 2012
August 30, 2012
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.
August 22, 2012
August 22, 2012
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...
August 20, 2012
August 20, 2012
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!
August 8, 2012
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.
August 4, 2012
August 4, 2012
"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.
July 27, 2012
July 27, 2012
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.
July 26, 2012
July 26, 2012
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.
July 26, 2012
July 26, 2012
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....
July 25, 2012
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.
July 25, 2012
July 25, 2012
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.
July 18, 2012
July 18, 2012
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.
July 13, 2012
July 13, 2012
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.
July 13, 2012
July 13, 2012
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.
July 13, 2012
July 13, 2012
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.
July 13, 2012
July 13, 2012
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
July 12, 2012
July 12, 2012
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.
July 12, 2012
July 12, 2012
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.
July 11, 2012
July 11, 2012
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!
Love, Kay
July 11, 2012
July 11, 2012
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.
July 10, 2012
July 10, 2012
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.
July 10, 2012
July 10, 2012
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!
July 5, 2012
July 5, 2012
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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July 3, 2023
July 3, 2023
Dearest Greg. It is impossible to describe how much I miss you. In so many large and small ways. Sometimes it is just a comment that someone finds amusing and I think, in that moment, you would have laughed too. Your grandmother, Ruth, is now 97. We talk about you often. She remembers wonderful stories from when you were a child. We love to reminisce about those days. All the nights you stayed up late talking with my father. We all miss you. And yet somehow you are still here in our lives. Your extraordinary grace sets a high bar for us all to follow. I love you. Barbara
July 3, 2023
July 3, 2023
On a day like this, Greg, I think of how heroic you were in that hospital, from January of 2012, every day, through July 3rd, as Dr. Bearman and his staff did everything they could to save your life. Time after time, they tried to kill the HTLV1 retrovirus and your T cells that the virus had turned against you. You had faith that the people at St. Luke's would beat the odds and let you live the rest of your life, as you put up with one painful procedure after another. After each unsuccessful try, with your heroic sense of humor, you'd ask, bleeding from the most recent IV infusion location in your throat, "Are we happy yet?" I felt helpless, watching you, my wonderful son, who'd had to battle one thing after another in your life, having now to face such a nightmare, day after day, night after night. Those who know and love you will never forget what you went through, Greg. Wherever you are, know that we love and admire you so much. Stai bene, mio figlio bravo. Ti amo tanto. I think of you often every day with love and admiration.
Your loving Dad.
 
May 31, 2023
May 31, 2023
Happy Birthday, Greg, my man. It's hard to believe you're 53 years old, wherever you are, dear one. I've published my novel "A Death in Florence," and as you might have guessed, I've dedicated it to you: "To the memory of my dear son Greg, lost to cancer." I'm so glad you lived to read and comment on the first version of it.
I recently took that photo of you—when you'd just turned four, the one I took up on the Prato Magno when we all drove up there that last summer of '74 in Figline—and hung it exactly at the spot on the wall where you came and knocked in my study a few days after you passed into the dimension you're in now. I was thinking the other day about my waking to give you your Enfamil bottle in the middle of those nights in the cottage when you woke up hungry during those weeks after you were born. Thanks for so many memories, my dear Greg. I miss you every day. Love, Your Dad
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Greg receiving Decemvir award

October 4, 2015

In June, 1983, Greg received for the year the Harvey School's Decemvir (Decem=Ten/Vir=Man) award for academic performance, given to the top ten students in the entire school. We were very proud of him.

Greg receiving his Decemvir award

October 4, 2015

In June, 1983 at age 13, Greg receives from The Harvey School his Decemvir award, the academic award for achieving grades among the top ten students (Decem - Vir) in the entire school. He had come a long way in the past few years, and we were very proud of him.

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