Eulogy for Son :: Eulogies Eulogy

Eulogy for sonToday, the most difficult day in my familys life, we gather to regularise fargonwell to our son, brother, fianc and fighter. To those of you here and elsewhere who know Dylan you already are conscious(predicate) of the type of person he was and these words you will hear are already in your memory. To those who were not as halcyon, these words will plant you a sense of the type of man he was and as an high-flown for which we should strive.My son has been often described as a gentle soul. He was pure of heart and had great sensitivity for the world shape up him. He had a way with people that made them feel comfortable around him and infected others to gravitate toward him. Dylan exuded kindness and pulled generosity and altruism out from everyone he touched. He was everyones best friend.To say Dylan was polite is an understatement. Since his early years, he showed attentiveness and caring for all around him. Even through the tormentous experiences of his hospita l waistcloth and chemotherapy treatment he never once failed to thank a nurse, aide, mail worker or anyone else as they gave him a meal, assisted him or performed other painful procedure.He also was a man of compassion. I offer remember when he was six years old in Seattle. He was running in a cross country race with his friend Tommy when the pack of runners disappeared behind bushes. He was at that time running near the lead. As we watched a few minutes later, all the runners reappeared and completed the race. No Dylan nor Tommy in sight. Finally, after a few desperate minutes Dylan and Tommy reappeared. When asked what happened Dylan give tongue to that he and Tommy had stopped to help some frogs get out of the way of the runners.His compassion extended to his adulthood. He often spoke that while he wished to develop his career as a rowing coach and instructor of English and History he wanted to live a wide life where he could exert influence on those less fortunate that he. Many times he said a perfect commercial enterprise would be where he could teach and coach crew in an intragroup city area and develop rowing programs with inner city kids that would competitor the Eastern prep schools.When he was told he was dying and had but a few days to live he told me he was not interested about dying but was worried about his family and Patti.