I was notified Monday that my only son, Richard Lee Gill had passed away. He was 53 years old. He had heart problems and was a diabetic. Richard was a 6’5″ giant of a man with not one mean bone in his body. He had a heart of gold. He never said bad things about anyone. He was loved by many friends in the Corpus Christi, Texas area where he was raised by his Father and Grandmother. He was known as “Tiny” by many of the beloved friends and I know that their hearts are now breaking. He loved living by the water and his passion was fishing. He loved to make fishing poles and had a talent for drawing when he was younger. I have memories of the times I had been with my son. He loved to make people laugh. May he rest in peace.
In 2015 we lost Darryl Scott Cook, my husband’s first-born to lung cancer at the age of 51. It is a difficult to lose your children while still alive, but it seems to be happening more and more these days to parents our age. It has been a very difficult time losing Darryl because he was closer to us, but for Clay and I to have lost both of our first-born children within 15 months is difficult. Darryl and Richard will be missed.
Time heals all wounds and we will survive this. We will be bringing Richard home in the next few weeks and he will be placed next to Darryl’s Urn in our home. It is comforting to know that I gave him life and now in death he will remain with me always.