The Parker Clan’s hearts go out to our dear Friend Amy at this time. We still feel the absence of our own Dad, Uncle, Brother, Friend and Mentor every day. Enjoy this beautiful and heartfelt post of hers. Praying for her and all of you who are dealing with loss of a loved one still today. The Parkers
[Picture of a black and white photo of my Mom on her wedding day, walking down the isle with her Dad. The year was 1956.]
Today is my Mother’s Memorial Service. There are no words adequate enough to tell you how much I miss my Mom. It’s doubly hard for me because my Life Choices do not allow me the opportunity to leave my home for even one day to attend the Service today. My Life Choices require commitment. So in my own way, as I go about my day, I remember my Mom.
Below is an audio of a poem and some personal words of my own that my youngest brother will be playing at the Memorial Service today. The poem was written by Wendell A. Brown, a fellow blogger. He wrote this poem when two of his children died so yes, these words are priceless. This man’s…
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georgieporgie0065George A. Parker
Feb 11, 1950 – Aug 01, 2017
Dad suffered a massive heart attack and stroke last Friday night and never woke up again. He left instructions to not maintain his body if his brain didn’t function so we did as requested. We are so sorry for your loss of a friend and follower. Our Dad was bigger than life for us in his good days and even more as he continued his fight. Forgive our delays in notifications, to say the least, it has been hectic and at times overwhelming. Dad didn’t believe in funerals anymore so we are following his wishes. Dad chose not to keep a body alive if his brain could no longer fully function. He fought the fight for all the physical and mental challenges a soul could fight, but at the end, the last attacks from within his heart and brain proved too much to conquer. At least he has no more pain and is probably talking the ears off of St. Peter and teaching him how to keep the faith so he could walk on water again. We think the only people that won’t miss Dad are those worthless and aggravating Trolls and Whiners, we will pray that they receive justice in due time and just leave the rest of us in peace. Dad always had choice words for Trolls and separate social media accounts for them. I think we’ll just leave those open and monitor infrequently. We will leave Dad’s accounts open until we are sure that everyone has had a chance to know the status. Thanks again for all your love, support, prayers and warm wishes for Dad and all of us over the past months of difficulties and health issues. We had wished this would be a more positive post, then again nothing is guaranteed, not even the next breath or second. Please ensure your loved ones know how much they are loved and how much their love means to you.
You just never know.
The Parker Clan
When A Marine Goes To Heaven.
You can keep your Army Khaki,
You can keep your Navy Blue.
I have the worlds best fighting man,
To introduce to you.
His Uniform is different,
The best you’ve ever seen.
The VietCong called him “Dark Devil from underground.”
His real name is “Marine.”
He was born on Parris Island,
The place where God Forgot.
The sand is eighteen inches deep,
The sun is blazing hot.
He gets up every morning,
Before the rising sun.
He’ll run a hundred miles and more,
Before the day is done.
He’s deadly with a rifle,
A bayonet made of steel.
He took the warrior’s calling card,
He’s mastered how to kill.
And when he gets to Heaven
St. Peter he will tell,
One more Marine reporting sir,
I’ve served my time in Hell.
So listen all you young girls,
To what I have to say:
Go find yourself a young Marine,
To love you every day.
He’ll hug you and he’ll kiss you,
And treat you like a queen.
There is no better fighting man:
THE UNITED STATES MARINE!
Semper Fi, Dad
Sarah, Sydney and the rest of the Parker Clan
We will carry on.
Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas holiday season, be safe, be dry, be warm and be grateful for all you have. Don’t forget to tell all your loved ones how much they mean to you today. Who knows what tomorrow holds or when our sandglass runs empty. Thanks again for all your support and prayers during these past months. Better slow recovery than none at all.
Forgive me if I can’t keep up like in the past, but that’s my new life, learning how to do everything again. I know you will all understand I can do just as much as I can.
You are more than welcome to follow me on IG @georgieporgie65 So far it’s the easiest app for me to use on my phone to post updates and read short messages and comments.
It also auto updates my Twitter feed @georgeforfun
You can also reach me on my email if you wish firstname.lastname@example.org It’ll be awhile before I can recover to my former self, I guess I’m not as young as I thought, after all…………………………….. I’m trying to become more independent, so bear with me. Thank you so much again………………………………………..
Dad’s little Angels disguised as his 4 year old Nieces, decided patience was not working so they took matters in hand last night. In their infinite wisdom, they ran into Dad’s room, vaulted the side rails like monkeys and jumped onto the bed and grabbed his hands and started shaking them up and down while yelling at him in German to” Wake Up, Opa” We were so shocked that no of us stopped them or reacted in time. Dad apparently knew they weren’t going to stop and opened his eyes long enough to see who had disturbed his peace and smiled. They wrapped themselves in his arms until he closed his eyes again. On and off throughout the night, he’s opened his eyes for minutes at a time and blinked yes and no to questions about pain or if he knew where he was or knew what had happened.
He didn’t remember leaving the house or Nieces finding him trying to get out of his recliner. So we tried to explain minimal details with him. He seems confused but recognizes us, so that’s a blessing and a start to recovery. Yes indeed, love works miracles and we’ll take every single little one along the way back for Dad. Just wanted you to know as soon as I got back. No one wanted to leave, but Dad doesn’t need to be overwhelmed yet.
Thanks again for all you prayers, thoughts, concerns and support for this extended journey. We are humbled by all the love we’ve received.
We expect some memory lapses, but we’ll deal with those as they pop up. The more he wakes up the more we know he will recover. Memories we can help recover or relearn. Dad’s fought this much, he’ll continue on no matter what he needs to do. Dad has always had a sense or feeling when he reads words from his friends, it’s been even stronger since he lost his voice.
His Nieces and he have had a special link since they were born, thankfully it was strong enough to get through all the darkness at the right time. Just knowing he is awake here and there makes all the tiredness disappear so quickly. We can see the light in his eyes when he wakes here and there and know we will have him back home soon. yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Update on George/Georgie 10/21/2016
Wishing you all a Happy Friday and upcoming weekend. After much thought and consideration and conversations with multiple medical professionals from Mayo Clinic and Johns Hopkins, we have decided to make some changes to Dad’s treatment. We know his brain is working, how else would he be able to interact with us using Morse code? What’s confusing is that even after removing sedation, he still isn’t fully awake and there’s no physical or medical reason for remaining in a coma-like state. So we’ve been approached by neurologists with extensive experience in dealing with traumatic brain injuries in veterans. When all normal treatments fail to produce a needed result, you start trying something else. I won’t go into a bunch of technical explanations and clarifications. We figured Dad would do anything for us if our roles were reversed, so here goes.
We wanted to thank you in advance for all your unwavering support and the strength you give us with all your thoughts, concerns and prayers of love and compassion. Sorry it’s taken so long for this update. Life doesn’t always go by our plans, so we just take what happens and do the very best we can as we go along. Thank you again.
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I’m pretty sure Dad/George would want to support his friend in this endeavor. Thank you for showing your support and participating.
Sarah, George’s DaughterInLaw
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changing from passive to full court press with new exercise and treatment plan.
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