What the caterpillar perceives as the end, to the butterfly is just the beginning.
  • 50 years old
  • Born on August 28, 1961 .
  • Passed away on January 28, 2012 .
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Lesli Smith 50 years old , born on August 28, 1961 and passed away on January 28, 2012. We will remember her forever.
Posted by Vicki Takacs on 5th September 2017
Sister, Of all the many blessings However great or small To have had you for a little sister Would've been the greatest one of all. Lesli, the more I learn of you from Shannon, your family, your friends, the more I know you and realize I missed having not just a little sister but a true kindred spirit. Just know that your daughter is much loved.
Posted by Ionela Ababei on 28th August 2017
Happy Birthday Sis . Wish u was here to celebrate this special day with you. Miss you so much . Love you
Posted by Kara Johnson on 9th July 2017
I won't ever forget all the showers you let me take over at your house. I remember one night I was hanging out with you at your haunted house and we were jammin to Kid Rock. We had on "smokin, drinkin trying to clear my mind" whatever the title of the song is on repeat and both of us just belting it out. We didn't really know all the lyrics but we sure sung it anyways. We had the chorus down though : ) Lesli, you are sure missed! Rest In Peace, Beautful!
Posted by Ionela Ababei on 6th July 2017
I miss you so much sissy.Miss calling you and hearing your voice ans talk about good times we have had together. I miss hearing you try to say something in Romanian and we laugh together about it. Miss coming to visit you and see you smiling and have a good time with me . I sure miss laughing with you about how to dance in gypsy music
Posted by Shannon Ironwing on 6th July 2016
I miss your voice, I miss your laugh, I miss your smile, I miss listening to Stevie Nicks with you and the stories about Fleetwood Mac and every song they wrote you knew everything about, I miss your potatoes, I miss the good incense we used to get, I miss collecting rocks with you, I miss how excited you would be about the simple things in life, I miss watching Princess Bride with you, I miss showing up late with you everywhere we went, I miss getting texts from you, I miss you leaving me notes different places, I miss diving with you, I miss every year the story of the day I was born so much, every year I heard play by play on the hour the events of that day, now it doesn't seem like my birthday without it. I miss watching you do your makeup perfect while you were driving every time, I miss the smell of your perfume, I miss your blinky look you would do sometimes when you came in a room, I miss picking out flowers for my yard that you end up planting, I miss having tents in our yards, I miss blasting music singing at the top of our lungs in the car together, I miss how you would always tell me your little pearls of wisdom about driving when we were in the car, always go over a curb sideways, bridges are the slickest when it's icy, always be aware of black ice and that you can't see it, always turn the stereo down before you turn off the car for your speakers, always keep a quarter in your pocket for a pay phone, and so much more. I miss how we both loved animals and saved and rescued all we could, I miss the cute names you called me. I could go on forever but most of all I miss my mom. No one loves you like your mom does...I love you, and untill we meet again, I'll keep missing you. Love, Panu Panay

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