The Leonard's house.
Funeral day was bad/good. I saw a lot of people I haven't seen in like 6,7,8,9, years, all from the scene. Some changed some didn't. I was really happy to see Pudge. I missed him. He's still with Jeff, 9 years now, wow! Good for them , I guess. Dayne, Jut, Phinn, Sean Foster, Emily, Mikey Lidner Oogy, Bob, the whole Leonard clan.
Afetr the service I went to luch with Dayne, Pudge, Phinn, Jut, and Jim, what a good time. The real "fun" was at night at the Leonard's. 150 people showed up to "party" in honor of Kevin. It was awesome!! There was free beer in an inflatable raft filled with ice (Bob's idea, of course), some of Kev's hippy friends off drumming their jmbe's smoking weed, other groups just drinking and hanging out talking. Bob was drinking, of course and surrounded with tons of Kevin's friends talking telling his dirty stories and jokes, etc. . You could feel the sorrow and love in the air. As drunk as everyone got there was always respect when things got out of hand, someone would always be like "hey guys, Kevin" . It was all so overwhelming.
Kevin (Godo) would have loved his ash ceremony. His fiance spread some of his ashes on sever large cannister fireworks in the middle of their field. It was almost midnight, almost a full moon, bright in the partly cloudy sky, 60 people gathered to watch in a drunken sorrow with an almost festive mood. No lights were on as the moonlight lit the field as Theresea and his step-mom spread the ashes on the tops of the fireworks. As they were finishing people began to sniff and shout "come on". Fireworks lit, a cheer at the top of the voice, then started the chant of his name "KEVIN, KEVIN, KEVIN!!!" mixed with just random yells of the sad and myself, tears came, choking sobs, overwhelmed with the lights, flashes, and noise of the roaring croud..............you cannot ask for a better memorial. As they burned longer and longer the chanting faded, the shouts became quieter and the real sobbing could be heard evrywhere. The realization of his death closed in on me and I joined the crying for a spell, I could not ask for a better way of celebrating him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It would have made him proud. The pain..........In all my days I will never forget him. In all my days I will never forget that experience!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!One cannot know the power of that monent unless they were there. Pray for the Leonards! PLease.
Afetr the service I went to luch with Dayne, Pudge, Phinn, Jut, and Jim, what a good time. The real "fun" was at night at the Leonard's. 150 people showed up to "party" in honor of Kevin. It was awesome!! There was free beer in an inflatable raft filled with ice (Bob's idea, of course), some of Kev's hippy friends off drumming their jmbe's smoking weed, other groups just drinking and hanging out talking. Bob was drinking, of course and surrounded with tons of Kevin's friends talking telling his dirty stories and jokes, etc. . You could feel the sorrow and love in the air. As drunk as everyone got there was always respect when things got out of hand, someone would always be like "hey guys, Kevin" . It was all so overwhelming.
Kevin (Godo) would have loved his ash ceremony. His fiance spread some of his ashes on sever large cannister fireworks in the middle of their field. It was almost midnight, almost a full moon, bright in the partly cloudy sky, 60 people gathered to watch in a drunken sorrow with an almost festive mood. No lights were on as the moonlight lit the field as Theresea and his step-mom spread the ashes on the tops of the fireworks. As they were finishing people began to sniff and shout "come on". Fireworks lit, a cheer at the top of the voice, then started the chant of his name "KEVIN, KEVIN, KEVIN!!!" mixed with just random yells of the sad and myself, tears came, choking sobs, overwhelmed with the lights, flashes, and noise of the roaring croud..............you cannot ask for a better memorial. As they burned longer and longer the chanting faded, the shouts became quieter and the real sobbing could be heard evrywhere. The realization of his death closed in on me and I joined the crying for a spell, I could not ask for a better way of celebrating him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It would have made him proud. The pain..........In all my days I will never forget him. In all my days I will never forget that experience!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!One cannot know the power of that monent unless they were there. Pray for the Leonards! PLease.
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