Goodbye Auntie
I have so many memories of Auntie Kelly and will find a way to share some of them here soon. I will always look back at her last few years with great love and admiration of her strength and devotion to her family.
Auntie, you will forever be in our hearts. We love you!
Thank you Uncle Dennis, for taking such great care of Kelly over the last few years. Your passion and love for your bride has always been an inspiration for me and taught me much about love and marriage. You are a gracious man, Uncle D.
February 2002 - at the George Jones concert
March 2002 - at the "Family Pizza place"
Stockton Record Obituary
Kelly, Jodi, Jo
Retta, Joy, Auntie
12/25/1948 - 8/1/2007
Goodbye Mr. Serna
I have known Jim and his family ever since I can remember and will always remember him as a dedicated husband, father and grandfather. Some of our greatest memories of Jim come from the several recent Extravaganzas that we attended (especially the "in case of emergency, break glass" shirt he wore back in 2004 - I have no idea why that stands out to me but it does). Jim, and his family, were also so very gracious to my family after losing my Mom and Ty and I will always be grateful for that.
Our thoughts and love go out to Patti and the rest of their wonderful family. Jim will be missed a great deal.
Extravaganza 2002 - Georgetown
And all I have to is... act naturally
I can't bring up my taste in music without mentioning that I am also a huge honky-tonk and classic country fan (the Possum reigns!) and have been a crazy Kiss fan since I was very young.
Today also brings sad news in the music world. Buck Owens passed away at his home in Bakersfield this morning. Bakersfield, as a city, has a crappy reputation up here in Nor Cal, but as a "sound", Bakersfield is awesome! Dawn and I actually got to sing Happy Birthday to Buck years ago. Well actually, Dawn and I and thousands of others at a Garth Brooks concert. It was a few days after Buck's birthday and Garth asked everyone to be quiet while he called him from a cell phone on stage. Then, 17,000 of us joined Garth and his band in wishing Buck a happy birthday. What a great memory!
Sir Elton, Happy Birthday!
Long live Bakersfield!
Remembering 9/11
The anniversary of 9/11 is coming soon and there has been a lot of talk and hype about how we will mark - not celebrate - the day. The History Channel is running a special for which the advertisement says, “A year we will always mark as September to September” – very poignant and very true. The attention to this date, in my opinion, is well deserved. The plethora of e-mails I get everyday suggesting what to do on that day, however, is not.
September 11, 2001 – my “day that will live in infamy”, certainly changed my perceptions, my feelings, my patriotism and so many aspects of my life. Nearly everyone I know agrees that the events of that day had a profound impact on his or her life.
Since the last week in June I have received a ton of e-mails asking me to do a variety of things on September 11th, such as:
Drive with my headlights on during the day
Light a candle
Honk my horn at a certain time
Wear all red, white and blue
Carry a flag all day
Sit on my porch all night
Walk to work
Don't buy gas
I am not suggesting that any of these things are crazy; I think a lot of us are searching for a way to commemorate 9/11 – after all, we Americans sure are infatuated with dates, aren’t we? I would, however, like to make my own suggestions for crazy, off-the-wall things to do on this fast-approaching September 11th. Brace yourself, these are definitely radical ideas, but I am going to risk my reputation and just go for it!
Volunteer at a local senior center
Hug your kids real, real tight
Get to know your neighbors
Buy lunch for a stranger
Send your wife flowers
Write your Senator
Register to vote
Learn CPR
Okay folks, I am sure you now understand my perspective, but just in case you missed it… I’ll explain it. On 9/11/01 our nation, our way of life, was attacked by a bunch of idiots who hate America and what we stand for. I think that the best way to honor our country is to keep living life in honor of those that died protecting our lifestyle and those that perished last year. Solidarity will not be gained by everyone doing the exact same thing at the exact same thing but, in fact, just the opposite.
Well, to commemorate that horrible Tuesday last year I would like to take this opportunity to say that in the last year I have seen some great examples of patriotism and have seen some genuine jack-asses. From the overpass flag-wavers and the sudden outburst of our national anthem to impatient airline passengers, that's what this country is all about. So, what ever you do... be original!
A Tribute to USA
A Tribute to my Mom

Faith Gere Beckwith 6/27/1942 - 10/24/2000
My Tribute
After losing Mom a lot of
people all over the world, some I had never met, sent
condolences and their best wishes. It seems
that a lot of people knew different sides of my
Mother. To us she was a Mother, Grandmother,
Aunt, Niece, Sister, Cousin and Friend. Some
knew her as a Hero, an Idol, an Inspiration, an
Expert, a Public Speaker, a Volunteer, a Teacher, a
Mentor and so on. It seems she was more to
everyone than I ever thought. My Mom is gone,
and we have lost others in our lives, and this is my
Tribute to them.
The Stockton Record was
very gracious to run the following letter I sent to
them about Ma:
Originally
Published Thursday, November 9,
2000
Stockton
loses remarkable citizen
Late
on the evening of October 24th, in Yolo County, my
Mother, Faith Beckwith, was killed in a motorcycle
accident. My Mother taught me many of the "motherly"
things that you would expect me to write about: love,
honor, respect, responsibility, etc., but she also
taught me how to love where I
live.

Mom
was proud of Stockton and took her civic
responsibility very seriously.
Once she made Stockton her final home 23 years ago,
she went right to work helping and honoring our city.
As a certified employment specialist -- and owner and
operator of At Your Service for the past 14 years --
she had helped thousands and thousands of people find
work all over the county, state, nation and
world.
She had been invited as a public speaker and
consultant to countless job fairs and seminars
through the years and had been contracted by some of
the largest employers in San Joaquin County to help
prepare laid-off workers find new jobs. She also did
motivational speaking at the California Youth
Authority and was a Notary Public
.
In
1986, the professional dance troupe that she
co-founded, The Classy Country Dancers, was
invited to represent California by performing at
the World's Fair in Vancouver, B.C., Canada.
Years later, she co-founded the Stockton-based
performing dance troupe Rhythm and
Boots.
As a 10-year breast cancer survivor, she championed
such causes as the American Cancer Society, Women's
Shelter, Big Brother & Big Sisters, and every
year adopted a needy family for Christmas. She was
very proud of her recent appointment to the Board of
the Women's Success Group.
My mother has contributed so much for so many people
in this community it would be difficult to list them
all. I have lost a mother, something that never
seemed possible, and Stockton has lost a remarkable
citizen.
see original page
here.
A Tribute to Derrick Thomas
Derrick Thomas
Linebacker -- #58 -- Kansas City Chiefs
A Tribute to Papa

Jerome Hilton Bigelow "Papa" 12/28/1919 -
7/2/1998
I could not imagine how my
life would have been had I not grown to know
Papa. We were never close and he tended to
wanted to be left alone. After he lost his
beautiful sail boat in the Bay he eventually moved in
with my Mother and Step-Father. I thought it
was weird at first. Parents coming home to live
with their children was something that I heard about
but never saw.
I got to know Papa during this period. We would
play cribbage, in complete silence. He did not
like chit-chat during this game. I was taught
to play cribbage when I was very young, it was a
requirement in my family that you play. No one
ever beat Papa, although Mimi said she would beat him
often when they were married but he would never
comment.
Papa loved his children, grandchildren and really
started to get used to being a
great-grandfather. Living in Mom's house for
the last several years of his life he was surrounded
by the kids of the family. Emily and her cousins got
to enjoy his dry sense of humor, something that I am
sure they still will always remember.
Papa was a true American patriot. Having served
proudly in the armed forces and during two wars, he
wore his pride close to his chest but was always
willing to share a story.
Papa enjoyed playing golf and pool. He was a welder
and loved to build things with metal and wood.
When my Father met my Mother, he owned and operated a
furniture store and continued to build things until
he passed away.
When I was a child I was embarrassed to have Jerome
as a middle name. As an adult, I am very proud
to have been given his name.
One of Papa's
painting. I have this one hanging in my family room
where I look at it often and see his eyes.
see original page here.
