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THAT MOMENT
Dedicated to Larry J Sergent
October 17, 1958 to November 15, 1983
Day by day, time ticks by
Watching the sun rise and set
To have only one moment
Mom and I shared that moment
on the chilly September day
The moment only certain would understand
Our heads held high
Our hearts flew freely
The balloons guided into the sky
High above the clouds
For you my dear angel
Grab the balloons and hold tight
The cleansing tears streamed down our face
Memories and music flooded our head
Touches and hugs showed we weren't alone
God chose certain angels
For reasons unknown
Anger and grieve will always rise
But the tears and memories always override
My angel Uncle Larry
My wish came true
For this was the day time stood still
The day will come when we meet again
With your arms held wide
To embrace and soothe
Until this day, my dear Uncle Larry
Guide me through life, help me when I fall,
Dry my tears when I'm down.
As another year goes by
I miss your smile and humor
Your gentle touch
The sparkle of your eyes
The images are never forgotten
I stand tall and proud
And talk of you often
Not everyone has an angel
But mine always at my side.
I love and miss you
Your Little "Babe"
Written by Jillsuzanne Crichton Mckeel
November 12, 2005
"God's Perfect Angel"
Little did we know that cold snowy November
morning that God was calling you for His Own~
God chose the perfect angel my Dear
"Uncle Larry"
To protect, to guide down the rocky roads.
The blow shattered our hearts
For which time can only mend
To turn back the clocks to have
Yesterday again~
Our time on life was short
Though memories are held dear
I miss our time together
The brightness of your smile
The sparkle of your eyes~
As another year goes by
I hold the picture of you
To which the conversations are endless~
The tears still fall
The heart still hurts
But as I rise each morning to face
life challenges, I know I am
Guided by the wings of God's perfect
Angel my Dear "Uncle Larry"~
Written: November 13, 2004
By: Jillsuzanne Crichton Mckeel
....Larry's "Little Babe"
~ My Angel Above ~
Larry J. Sergent
October 17,1958 to November 15, 1983
Life is a mixture of
Sunshine and rain
Laughter and pleasure
Tears and pain
I've experienced these days
All of which are true
There never was a cloud
That your "wings" didn't show through
Not everyone can have an angel
As true as you
Happy little memories
Will always fall through
Your touch~your smile
Always a treasure
To change the past
We can't seem to do
To trudge or go forward
To stumble or to fall
I'm blessed with an "Angel"
To carry me through.
My Angel above, to you
my dearest "Uncle Larry",
thank you for the strength
and courage to endure
My everyday~to face defeat to guide to win.
It may be 20 years which feels like yesterday~
My memories are a treasure which time can
Never take away!
Written by:Larry's Niece
"Your Little Babe"
Jillsuzanne Crichton Mckeel
November 11, 2003
"But For Just One Wish"
It will be twenty years to the day soon.
As the snow falls down now,
I am reminded of that cold, dark, miserable day.
It was the day you had left us...
It seemed like a riddle, and I just didn't get it.
But for just one wish....
Twenty years past,
It's amazing how time flies.
The things in life I missed without you...
Simply to numerous to count.
Sometimes I must ask God, why did this happen?
But I know now that it was out of my hands and into His.
But for just one wish...
"No matter how you had tried inside your lonely world,
No one could even hear you cry inside your lonely world,
We'll never know the reasons why inside your lonely world,
It's such a lonely world now without you."
But for just one wish...
Forever, I thought this had to be a dream,
And I was just lost in what it meant.
But God kept waking me up before my dream was over.
And now I realize that it was times like that,
Times that give us faith,
To learn and love again -- just in a different way...
Life is taken for granted too often,
And as the walls crumble down around us,
The reminders come back to us,
Telling us how precious and sacred life can be.
But for just one wish...
Never knowing when the end is near,
It seems that all the great things go away.
But I know you're still here somehow,
Feeling the warmth of your smile,
From pictures and memories,
Makes it seem hot in the dead of winter,
Gives harmony to every lonely song,
And hope to every desperate thought.
But for just one wish...
I have built a bridge of memories
From what you gave me in life
That which stretches from here to the heavens,
Where I know you are standing,
Directly across on the other side.
Life has changed since that dark day in '83,
But I already know that you can see
As you look down upon us along with God,
Protecting us and helping us when we fall.
Just remember how I cared,
When it seemed everything came crashing down.
But in your name I pray,
"Here's a toast to all those angels that were always hangin "round."
Just one wish....
As this nears the end, all I can do is
Look back and smile.
You have helped me overcome many obstacles,
And made it all worthwhile.
But for that one wish,
Well I believe that it has come,
For I know now that I share my life with you everyday.
It might not be the way I want it,
But you've taught me that
There is more to life than just standing on the outside looking in --
Even as you are up in the heavens above,
You are still with me, with us,
Sharing your love.
---- For my Uncle Larry ----
---- The Man, The Myth, The Legend ----
---- But most of all, my best friend. ----
Written by; Nephew, Jame Crichton.....11-13-2003
" Journey With Me Thru The Sands Of Time "
How is it I wonder to myself,
at times life can go so slow it feels like
Seconds will never pass then
there are those times when it goes so
Very fast that I am not sure where
the day began or where it ended~
Much like the journey we have walked
since that day a part of our life
Ended in the familiar way we were used to~
How is it that one day it can be
sunny and extremely warm, you
Standing by my side, tickling
the ivory's on the piano, annoying
Me with your well known antics
and the next second there is a
Blizzard of snow blowing so hard
no one can see but you because
Now you are no longer here you
are there in the gates of Heaven
Watching over us as we try as
Jamey put it figure out the riddle of
Why you are not here to keep us
laughing and being the sunshine you
Always were, to us…the sands of time
now at 20 years seems to have
Sifted through that hour glass
way to fast and yet there are those days sad
As they seem where the sand
seems to not drift at all; I must look above
For the wisdom of my “Angel” to
carry me through the trials and tribulations
When the hour glass of sand goes so slow.
I never thought for a moment that
I would have to survive life without
You, it sure wouldn't have been my choice.
Families seem to fall Apart when a member
is missing~though we learn to cope and carry on and
Try to keep that glimmer of sun shining
in our lives and knowing what you
Gave us was enough to celebrate your life
forever and more, the reality
Remains it is not an easy valley to walk through.
Life is a mixture of Valleys and mountains
which make us grow to the years of wisdom we
Wish we had, when the years were young~
the journey is not always
Polite in the wrath of life but we go
through those valleys to learn and grow
Knowing “our” Angel above will soften
our the blow and guide us
Once again on that right path,
to carry on and to do our best knowing
We have learned but even with our Angels Wings
after a walk through The Valley
we need a rest~ that's when I think,
isn't that trolley ready
For my journey, “Going Home”?
Life seemed to be easier long ago,
not so much sadness and pain, families
Seemed to be together more,
this fast pace life has me spinning but as I see
The generations as they go,
I think everyone must think the same thoughts,
That's part of life but I think
it is way to fast and not enough love being
Spread to the next generations
so maybe you my “Angel” brother
Can help me make sense of this world today
as I feel your presence with
Me each and every second of my day..
I know I haven't had to walk this
Journey alone, there are times I
need to “feel” your spirit guiding me still
Lighting my path helping me along the way,
there must be more happiness
And less heartache and sadness,
for us a season of rest seems to be needed
For sure!!!~guide me my brother and
show me the way, help me to pass that
Wonderful love that you always gave
and help others to understand the journey
Of life is not so bad for we
have an Angel guiding the path.~
I have dedicated your twentieth year
anniversary, to David who always
Remembers to bring “our flowers of love”
each and every holiday~
This year we planted the Easter Lilies,
everyone said they wouldn't Bloom ,
but I had faith knowing it was
definite and a for sure we would see
These lovely flowers bloom and flourish
this year and they did~faith
Is important in the sight of doubt..
A tribute to you and David as they
Stood proud and tall~love to carry on ~
As this twenty years comes and goes,
there is sadness in this day of
The memories of that blizzard dark day,
yet you have given us your
“Memories” to carry us through,
giving strength when needed, faith
when we falter and hope knowing
soon oh so soon the sands of
time will pass and the journey
will end and the trolley will come
and I will hear happily
“Going Home”
I love you my Dear Larry,
never a day goes by that I don't carry
You through my day, I miss your
earthly body but it’s OK for you
Give me your spirit of life to carry on,
somehow I hope I make a
Difference which reflects the life
you have given to me for others to
Carry on, at least till the trolley comes and says,
Are you ready
“Going Home”
Written by Larry’s Sister, Leah J. Sergent Crichton,
November 15, 2003
Mother, I want to thank you for teaching
my brother Chuck and myself to learn how
to endure the hard times,
to become surviors when we don't
want to survive and to go
forward when life is not easy.
We have drawn from your strength and courage.
Thank you Mother~
Love Leah
To My Dear Kindredspirit, Jan,
I thank you for the gift of love you have
given our family on the pages you create!
You have been a blessing through our time together,
Today as we celebrate Larry’s
journey thru his life, we also
Celebrate the life of Jan and Denny’s
daughter Diana and Wade
as they begin their journey as
a family in their new “home” with
their son Tanner, handsome as he is,
the miracle we prayed forever and a day..
and oh what a beautiful miracle he is,
and to Courtney~may life be a blessing
each and every day for you,
may God’s angels guide you, lead you and
bring you His joy and peace
today, tomorrow, and always, may
His love walk with you and the
“spirit” of “family” be forever strong,
a home and never just a house,
this is my blessing I ask
from God from my heart to your family!
I love you my Kindred
Larry's sister,Leah, would like to dedicate this web page
to Larry's best friend David Grove, who never once
in all the 20 years forgot to bring them flowers on each
and every holiday...
Larry was a giver of flowers and from the first holiday
to this day, David never forgot Leah or her Mom.
He deserves a huge blessing for the happiness of "life",
He gives them each time their flowers arrive..
The lillies on this page,are from a photo,Leah took.
They are the first time they let them grow outside..
They are so very special!!!
David and Larry worked together at
Admiral Peary Vo Tech in maintanence,
they also fixed cars together..
Larry was in David and Julie's wedding and
Leah is sure he is the angel
watching over David's family now!!!
Thank you dear, Leah, my Kindred spirit,
for the beautiful blessing,
for my Daughter and her family
as they start a new life in a new home today.
It has been an honor and a blessing to do these
web pages the last three years in Larry's Memory.
God bless you ,Leah, and your Family,
not just on this special day
But all the years thru.
Angel hugs and love, Jan..redbird.. Kindred Spirit
November 15, 2003
Updated November 14,2005
Please Sign our guest book, thank you
 
 
Please click on the link below to visit
Larrys Memorial page from last year.
with many words written by his
loving sister Leah and his Niece Jillsuzanne.
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