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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

January 8, 2020
January 8, 2020
Oh, Sweet Man, I was just sitting in my daughters house at her dining room table talking with her and her husband about you. I was, of course, crying during the discussion because of my sweet memories of you. Your affectionate nature and your keen keen intelligence. I will always miss you..I have no idea where your beautiful energy is now but I know where ever you are you are shining. Much love, and namaste' Carol
October 4, 2019
October 4, 2019
Well, Honey, it is still the same. My eyes water and I long to hear your voice and the elegance with which you spoke. I miss you more than I can say, still, and as others do, I long to see you walk out of the house which was your last abode. Hugs hugs hugs hugs always, and Namaste
July 25, 2019
July 25, 2019
living on in maybe, 24 new homes. Cindy then told me that you had bought the spider plant from her. That you were a regular weekly customer. Magic!!

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
July 25, 2019
July 25, 2019
Ahhhhh, My sweetie. The baby that you gave me from you spider plant is magnificent. I sat my plant on my porch railing and when I turned my back it had fallen to the ground, breaking off 24 babies. I put the all in water and when they had rooted I took them to Cindy from Rock and Roses for her to pot. I told her my story and how excited I was that your spider plant would be
October 2, 2018
October 2, 2018
As I read all of the tributes for you left in the last few years I find tears running down my face. The eloquence of the words from your friends and family leave me humbled. I feel those feeling but somehow lack the necessary words to convey them. I miss you dearly becasuse you were so DEAR. What a treasure...the times we shared. Sending vibrations of love and hugs. Namaste'
January 5, 2018
January 5, 2018
Two years and I still miss you, perhaps even more, as every day I remember another nugget from our shared past that brings you ever closer to my heart. I missed the gingerbread houses this year - just couldn't do them without you to share with. I wish I could hug you just one more time. Okay, the tears are starting and I'm remembering that Clapton song "there will be no more tears in heaven." I sure hope not. I love you my beloved brother. Always, Skipper
January 5, 2018
January 5, 2018
Tears are streaming down my face. I am happy for you...sad for me. What a loss. Sending streams of love into space...hoping that you catch them all. Namaste'
January 6, 2017
January 6, 2017
Dearest Brother, a year has not eased my sadness that you are no longer able to walk this earth and we cannot share in one another’s lives. Many miles separated us for most of our adult lives. But knowing your life was filled with dear friends and good adventures was always a consolation. Cards, letters, phone conversations, email, eventually texts, kept us in touch over the years. But it was best when we could sit and visit face to face. Time spent together was not frequent and too often many months or even years, would pass. But often you did make it “home” for the holidays, bringing joy to your mom and sisters’ Christmases. This December I was especially sad knowing I would not see you coming up my walk and that the empty spot in front of my house would not be filled with your car.

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.
January 5, 2017
January 5, 2017
Well, it's been a year and I can't say it's gotten any easier living without you. I think of you every day and find myself wanting to hear your sage voice helping me stumble down my own road, hoping I can do it with your loving style. I love you more every day. Love, Skipper
January 5, 2017
January 5, 2017
You are still very much missed and when I walk through the neighborhood past the house where you lived, I think of you. I know you are happy and free from burdens now living in the light...Thank You for all the laughter and love we shared when once you walked the Earth.
January 5, 2017
January 5, 2017
Gosh, Ok, I have your picture on my wall. As Mrs. Doubtfire.....every time I pass by the last home you lived in my heart lurches. I often just want to knock on the door to see if you answer. Buddy, how loved and how missed you are by all who knew you. Thanks for being my friend. Namaste'
February 10, 2016
February 10, 2016
I had the pleasure of living with Tomas and our good friend Shar-Lo Kelly for an amazing fun filled 6 months, and beyond that we have had many dinner parties and amazing experiences. He has been suffering a lot these past few months, and he no longer needs to. He is with Spirit/God/Allah whatever you want to call it now. He has been a source of wisdom, guidance, and support for me on my journey. He has been a father, friend, and brother to me. The last message I got from Tomas was this: "I love you, Daniel. Just wanted to remind you." He was ready for the great transformation.
February 10, 2016
February 10, 2016
Dear, dear Thomas, what a time we had. You always carried the heaviest pack but, we got over the Continental Divide and slept where we could hear the glacier talk all night. You could always start a fire when it had been raining, and raining, and raining. No more sadness. Happy trails. Much love, Sybil
February 6, 2016
February 6, 2016
Thomas, I was already missing you, and now where have you gone?
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.
February 5, 2016
February 5, 2016
Thomas you were such a gentle mountain. I will always miss you. Thank you for keeping your spark alive so that others could be reminded of theirs. So gentle, so generous, so gracious. Thank you for sharing your gorgeous key lime tarts with me. Thank you for teaching me that such generosity and grounded attention exists in the world.
keep burning brightly.
February 4, 2016
February 4, 2016
Thomas,
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.
January 29, 2016
January 29, 2016
Thomas….. you had a way, because of your formality, of making time stand still for a moment with a smiled greeting. "Hello, Joan." I suspect that your dignity and presence awakened consciousness in others who also loved you for your warmth. Thank you for projecting an aura of well-being, even while it was clear in your eyes that your wisdom was the product of both joy and suffering. Rather than miss you, let's remember you here on our streets, making the day pause for a hug.
January 28, 2016
January 28, 2016
Thomas was genuinely one of the kindest people I've ever met. It was always such a happy moment, to turn a corner at the store and see his twinkling eyes and smile. But it was often hard to stop and get in a quick chat -- since everyone knew Thomas! Soon a steady stream of people would be coming by for a hug and to say hello as well. For someone who claimed to like solitude, he sure had a lot of friends who loved him. Arcata feels so much emptier now.
January 25, 2016
January 25, 2016
There are no words that could ever take the place of all that you mean to me - my most beautiful brother and best friend. Thank you for sharing your life with me. I will miss you every minute of every day. You will forever be in my heart. Love you much, Skipper
January 22, 2016
January 22, 2016
Thomas, my friend, I will sure miss seeing your smiling face. Thank you for all the hugs, warmth & laughter.. You have ventured onto another beautiful path in the woods, & while you are off exploring, your friends will keep the home fires lit & hold you close to their hearts.

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January 8, 2020
January 8, 2020
Oh, Sweet Man, I was just sitting in my daughters house at her dining room table talking with her and her husband about you. I was, of course, crying during the discussion because of my sweet memories of you. Your affectionate nature and your keen keen intelligence. I will always miss you..I have no idea where your beautiful energy is now but I know where ever you are you are shining. Much love, and namaste' Carol
October 4, 2019
October 4, 2019
Well, Honey, it is still the same. My eyes water and I long to hear your voice and the elegance with which you spoke. I miss you more than I can say, still, and as others do, I long to see you walk out of the house which was your last abode. Hugs hugs hugs hugs always, and Namaste
July 25, 2019
July 25, 2019
living on in maybe, 24 new homes. Cindy then told me that you had bought the spider plant from her. That you were a regular weekly customer. Magic!!

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
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Thomas' last writing

January 6, 2017

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.

 

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