Below are the details for those wishing to make a memorial donation in memory of Tony Cole. For all donations, please include a note with Tony’s name.
1700 Fairway Drive
Kokomo, IN 46901
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Leave a tributeThinking of you all, and Tony
❤️❤️
We are thinking of you today.
Thoughts and Regards,
Mark and Kathy
“For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first.
After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever.”
Love you all! Tony is not forgotten!
Mark and Kathy Wehrle
In the meantime, what path does God want for us? Whose lives are we supposed to touch? Who still needs to know that Jesus offers us eternity if we only choose Him? Every heart in this world was created with a longing for something more, for that empty space to be filled. Only God can fill that spot because He created it.
Wisdom and guidance are what I pray for as we walk out the short time before we hit eternity. Love you guys! I am so excited to see Tony and my mom and so many, but we just keep moving until our time is up!
Love, Janet & Mack
Brad and Janice Cass
Mark and Kathy Wehrle
He passed more than 8 years ago.
We miss him 7 days a week.
He is with us 24 hours a day.
The numbers are meaningless.
We continue to live life, helping others, experiencing grace, living with passion as our boy would
want.
Happiness and Regards,
Mark and Kathy Wehrle
Ed and Kathy
Cindy Cook
Kathy and Ed
On the breezes of the sky.
And you ask "What if I fall?"
Oh but my darling,
What if you fly?" -Erin Hanson We discovered this poem this past year and it touches our hearts. Love to you all, Janet and Mack
It was six years ago on this day February 15 that we lost you. I cannot believe how many years have gone by without you. I wish I could tell you now where I am. You would be proud. I will never forget the day we were on a ski lift in Park City when you told me to go live out my passion in the mountains. Tony, I did exactly what you told me to do. I am living in the mountains and every time I take a trip into the woods or strap on my snowboard you are with me. Your memory will never die in my heart. You are missed greatly by your friends and especially your loving family Janet, Mac and Betsy.
Your friend,
Tom
Love, Janet and Mack
Thinking of you today. I told mom and dad it was Tony's birthday today. So we looked through all the pictures and the stories and we laughed and we cried. Happy birthday to you Tony. Never stop exploring! Love, Casey, Rick and Jane
Kath
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Son, Brother, Friend
The following is an article from The Compassionate Friends newsletter Jan. 2016. It was written by Tony's parents (Janet and Mack), sister (Betsy) and long time friend (Dan).
Our son Tony was a lover of life: he loved the ourdoors, family, friends, football, lacrosse, snow skiing, and building things. He didn't know a stranger and often sang or whistled as he worked on various assignments or personal projects. It seemed he was busy every day with school activities or helping friends or constructing things or planning the next adventure. Tony loved flying airplanes and that's how he died. We heard from many who knew him that "he lived more life in 22 years than most people do in 80". This is what keeps us living.
My brother Tony was all in. Many of us hesitate, take a sip, dip a toe into the flow of life.....but Tony would run straight in with a huge dimpled grin and a hoot of joy. When he was a baby, I remember gazing into his eyes, making repetitive "babytalk" sounds as he earnestly stared back and his little mouth worked to mirror mine. His connection and his presence with people were a hallmark of his life. When he was in elementary school and I was in high school, I remember one family trip out West when we went camping in the Rockies. As our parents set up camp, Tony and I scrambled up a nearby hillside feeling exuberant and adventurous. At the top we stared in awe at the magnificence surrounding us. His love and respect of nature defined him in life and beyond. (Hiking in the woods today is the surest way I have of connecting with my brother's unbridled spirit.) When Tony was a young adult in college, he became an uncle to my son Ian. Tony gave me the precious gift of watching his love envelop the next generation of our family before he passed away. Now, as I watch both of my boys learn, grow, and laugh, I miss my brother beyond words... but I also see bits of him playfully peeking out through my sons' eyes.
My friend Tony was the kid in school wearing his oversized U of M hat on backwards, climbing trees during recess, capturing bugs and ambushing unsuspecting classmates with acorns. Never living a dull moment through life, he always shared his adventures with friends. Whether Tony was setting the stage for the school play, creating a backyard zip-line, effortlessly skiing down a double black diamond or spending time with family and friends, he always exuded passion and love. With Tony's passion towards life, everything was possible. There was never a discussion or topic that was off limits between us and he always gave an honest perspective and advice. He would call, for no particular reason, other than to ask how my day was going and what plans I had for the week ahead. Tony was charismatic, adventurous, hardworking and a loving friend that will never be forgotten; my dearest friend.