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Cynthia “Cindy” Lee Matlock, age 72, of Kansas City, Missouri, passed away suddenly on December 4, 2025, due to a pulmon...
12/08/2025

Cynthia “Cindy” Lee Matlock, age 72, of Kansas City, Missouri, passed away suddenly on December 4, 2025, due to a pulmonary embolism.

Cindy was born in St. Joseph, Missouri on March 23, 1953 and was raised and lived in Kansas City. She graduated from Oak Park High School in 1971 and, that same year, joined the Air Force Academy. She went on to build a distinguished military career, retiring as a Senior Chief Master Sergeant in 1993—an achievement that reflected her dedication, leadership, and unwavering commitment to service.

During her years in the military, Cindy lived around the country and the world, embracing every place with curiosity and appreciation. Her assignments took her to Texas, Thailand, Florida, New York, Germany, Belgium, Illinois, and Oklahoma, before she eventually returned home to Missouri. The experiences she gained and the people she met along the way shaped her life in meaningful and lasting ways.

Following her military retirement, Cindy continued her career in public service, working for the Kansas City Aviation Department for twelve years, ultimately retiring as an administrator.

Cindy’s impact extended far beyond her professional accomplishments. She was a passionate and tireless community activist whose generosity and spirit enriched countless lives. She devoted her time and energy to the Northland Infant/Children’s Clothing Center at the Episcopal Church of the Redeemer, the Kansas City Symphony Guild, NAWS – Northland Animal Welfare Society, and a resale/consignment store benefiting the local school district.

Cindy also cherished her many friends, with whom she shared countless adventures and travels—relationships that brought her immense joy throughout her life. Whether through her volunteer work, her extensive journeys, or her commitment to causes close to her heart, Cindy lived fully, joyfully, and with an open and generous spirit. Her love of life was evident in all aspects of her life.

Cindy is survived by her brothers Robert “Bob” Matlock (Susan) and Richard “Rick” Matlock (Michele); her very special friend William “Bill” Doll; her uncle Robert “Bob” Schnabel; nephews Chance Matlock and Logann Halloran; nieces Tammy Burch (Chris), Jennifer McCollum (Jerry), and Julie Carta; many great-nieces and great-nephews; and special cousins. She was also a devoted cat lover, adored by her companions Brie and HeyGirl. She was preceded in death by her father Wilbur “Bud” Matlock in 1980, her mother Charlotte Matlock in 2013, and her sister Sandy Fish-Matlock in 2002.

A service in honor of Cindy’s life will be held at the Episcopal Church of the Redeemer (7110 N Mo-9, Kansas City, Missouri 64152) on December 12, 2025. Visitation will be from 1-3 p.m. Services will be held at 3:00 and reception immediately following at the church.

In lieu of flowers, the family requests donations be made to the Church of the Redeemer, attention: Northland Infant/Children’s Clothing Center, and to NAWS – Northland Animal Welfare Society, both causes that were dear to Cindy’s heart.

Cindy will be remembered for her passion, kindness, strength, and the joy she brought to so many. She will be deeply missed.

John was born on May 2, 1944 in Des Moines, Iowa. He received a bachelor's degree, majoring in political science, from W...
12/05/2025

John was born on May 2, 1944 in Des Moines, Iowa. He received a bachelor's degree, majoring in political science, from Washburn University in Topeka.

John was a proud army veteran. He was a medic in the Vietnam war and served his country well.

In John's early career, he was in sales. First selling commodities to grocery stores, and then he worked for the Butler Paper Company selling paper. But John's true passion came in his later years in working with adults with special needs. John was an exemplary employee, having received two Employee of the Month awards out of a field of 350 employees.

John is preceded in death by his father, Leo Littleton, and his mother, Patricia Lusk. He is survived by his wife, Roseann Littleton; his son, Zack Littleton (LaNita) and two grandsons, Ryan and Tyler.

Fred James Kester, age 78, of Kansas City, MO passed into the arms of his Lord and Savior November 21, 2025 at North Kan...
12/03/2025

Fred James Kester, age 78, of Kansas City, MO passed into the arms of his Lord and Savior November 21, 2025 at North Kansas City Hospital. He was born March 23, 1947 in Des Moines, IA to Dale and Kathleen Kester.

Fred graduated from Valley High School in West Des Moines, IA where he was active in band, choir and theater. He then attended Northwest Missouri State University majoring in mathematics and minoring in business while participating in choir, band and lettering in swimming. Fred completed his education at UMKC with a Master’s and Specialist in Education.

Fred began his teaching career in the North Kansas City Public School District in the fall of 1970 at Eastgate Junior High where he later met his wife, Teresa. He joined the faculty of Oak Park High School in 1979, teaching math. While at Oak Park, he became the proud father to son, Matthew and daughter, Sarah. Fred continued teaching at Oak Park until his retirement in 2002. After this retirement, Fred began a second teaching career at Lincoln College Prep in the Kansas City Public School District, where he taught an additional 8 years.

Fred not only taught, but coached for 40 years appreciating the joy of touching the lives of students and athletes, alike. Fred coached everything from T-ball, Little League baseball, AAU Track and Field and youth soccer. He enjoyed coaching football and track on the junior high level. Fred cherished his years coaching cross-country, girls' track and field and soccer for Oak Park, not only as a coach, but as a father supporting Matt and Sarah in their athletic passions. In 1995, Fred started the girls' soccer program at Oak Park.

Fred was recognized two consecutive years in WHO'S WHO IN AMERICAN EDUCATION while teaching at Lincoln College Prep.

One of Fred's greatest joys was watching his three granddaughters' activities, teaching them to play golf and taking them on family vacations. He could be seen at cross-country meets, track meets, soccer and basketball games always encouraging the girls. Vacations to Puerto Rico, South Carolina, Georgia and Florida were filled with adventures and laughter.

After retiring, Fred not only enjoyed his girls, but cherished traveling and golf. He was a member of the Northland Duffers men's golfing group, enjoying their weekly matches and finishing first in his flight this year.

Fred's blood ran blue in the summer and red in the fall/winter as a season ticket holder for both the Royals and Chiefs. Through the lean or victorious seasons he could be seen cheering his teams onto the World Series and Super Bowls.

Fred was preceded in death by his parents, Dale and Kathleen Kester, his in-laws, Orval and Betty Clemens, and his sister Marsha Schultz.

Fred is survived by his wife of 46 years, Teresa Kester, children: Matthew Kester and Sarah Kester, and sister, Susan Moore. He is also survived by his three granddaughters: Haylee (Luke) Winkler, Payton Kester, Addyson Kester, his brother-in-laws Rick (Paula) Clemens and Rob (Janis) Clemens. Fred had many nieces, nephews, great nieces, great nephews and numerous longtime friends who will miss him terribly.

A Celebration of Life will be held on December 28, 2025 from 1:00pm until 4:00pm at Shoal Creek Golf Course located at 8905 Shoal Creek Pkwy, Kansas City, MO 64157.

In lieu of flowers, please send donations to Clay Couty Clothes Closet, Shelter KC, or The Rescue Project (animal rescue).

C. Eugene “Jake” Jacobs 11-28-1942 -12-1-2025“Jake” Jacobs, a man defined by integrity, service, leadership, and a bound...
12/03/2025

C. Eugene “Jake” Jacobs

11-28-1942 -12-1-2025

“Jake” Jacobs, a man defined by integrity, service, leadership, and a boundless commitment to his community, passed away on December 1, 2025 in Parkville, MO, surrounded by those who loved him. Known to many simply as “Jake,” he embodied warmth, humility, humor, and quiet strength throughout his life—qualities he generously shared with family, friends, colleagues, and the greater Kansas City and Parkville communities.

EARLY LIFE & CAREER

Jake was a native of Fort Wayne, IN, where he attended FW Southside HS, graduating in 1961

He went on to study at Ball State University where he completed both his Bachelor's and Master's degree and he was a member Lambda Chi Alpha.

1965-68, Teacher (English, U.S. History, creative writing, public speaking), Kekionga Junior High School, Fort Wayne, Indiana

1968-70, Teacher (English, public speaking), Elmhurst High School, Fort Wayne, Indiana

1970-73, Instructor (journalism), Sports Information Director, News Bureau Director, faculty adviser to student newspaper, Fort Hays Kansas State College, Hays, Kansas

1973-77, Assistant Director of Publications, National Collegiate Athletic Association, Kansas City, Missouri, and Mission, Kansas

1977-94, Vice President Sales and Marketing, The Lowell Press, Kansas City, Missouri

1996-2010, Vice President Marketing, Richardson Printing, Kansas City, Missouri

Jake moved to Parkville, Missouri, in the summer of 1994 and immediately became a pillar of civic and cultural leadership in his new community. He brought with him decades of experience in communications, professional leadership, and organizational service. Before moving to Parkville, he enjoyed a distinguished career in printing and publishing. Jake was deeply respected within the International Association of Business Communicators (IABC), where he served in leadership roles, supported young professionals, and earned numerous recognitions, including the IABC Incredible Award, the Arthur Lowell Award for Excellence in Organizational Communication, and Honorary Life Membership in both the Kansas City Chapter and District 5.

LEADERSHIP & COMMUNITY SERVICE

Jake’s name became synonymous with community advancement and cultural enrichment. He served as:

• President of the Greater Kansas City People to People (2003–2005)

• President of the Philharmonia of Greater Kansas City (2005–2010)

• President of the Kansas City Downtown Kiwanis Club (1988–1989)

• Member and leader on numerous boards and organizations, including the IABC Foundation Board of Trustees, Genesis School Board, and Southridge Presbyterian Church. Jake was instrumental in bringing the Philharmonia of Greater Kansas City to perform in Park University's Graham Tyler Memorial Chapel for more than 25 years. His leadership helped the orchestra grow, survive financially difficult years, and expand its audience. He also built bridges internationally by sponsoring military and international students, enriching the community's cultural fabric.

AWARDS & RECOGNITIONS

Jake's decades of contribution earned him many prestigious honors, including: Kansas City/International Association of Business Communicators (IABC)-Along with his wife Linda, awarded Honorary Life Membership in both chapter and district;

He was the first winner of the newly created Incredible Award in 1979.

Recipient of the Arthur E. Lowell Award for Excellence in Organizational Communication, 1997.

Kiwanis Club of Downtown Kansas City, Missouri - Kiwanian of the Year, 1994 and 1996;

Awarded Hixon Medallion, 1999;

Legion of Honnor, 2010

Bill Grigsby Lifetime Achievement Award, 2017

PERSONAL LIFE & CHARACTER

Jake was admired not only for what he did, but for who he was: a man of integrity, a loving husband, father, and grandfather, a community storyteller, a compassionate neighbor, and a source of wisdom, warmth, and humor. He inspired families across Parkville, encouraged civic participation, fostered international friendships, and poured his heart into building a stronger, more connected community.

FAMILY

Jake is survived by his beloved wife, Linda; his children, Brett Jacobs and Lori Shepard; Dr. Kim Jacobs Martin; Kris Dugan and her husband, Dyrk Dugan; his grandchildren, Christian Miller Jacobs, Tristan Jonathan Jacobs, Dante Dugan, and Jessica Dugan; and many extended family members who cherished him deeply.

LEGACY

Jake Jacobs leaves behind a legacy of service, mentorship, cultural enrichment, and unwavering commitment to community-a life that exemplified the very values honored by the Bill Grigsby Lifetime Achievement Award.

SERVICES

Celebration of life service will be held at a later date.

Joyce Bradford was born October 26, 1946, passed November 22, 2025.  She was raised in the KC area and graduated from No...
12/02/2025

Joyce Bradford was born October 26, 1946, passed November 22, 2025. She was raised in the KC area and graduated from Northeast High School. During that time, she met the love of her life—Joe Bradford. They were married and spent the rest of their lives together, raising three children—Mark (Amy) Bradford, Chris (Christy) Bradford and Hope (Randy) Lay.

Joyce spent most of her time as a housewife/mother and enjoyed spending time with members of her family and friends, playing card games, going out dancing and/or spending quality time together. She achieved an RN degree and briefly practiced at Research Medical Center. She and her husband Joe were able to travel some in her later years with good friends, Charles and Betty Chaffee. Joyce never saw a sale she didn’t like and loved to shop. She also became a very good artist and enjoyed gardening around her home. She faithfully cared for both of her in-laws, her mother, and her husband, Joe, as he battled COPD at the end of his life. Her later years she enjoyed spending time with her friends, playing Bunco, attending art classes and enjoyed the dinner theater. She enjoyed her exotic bird for about 30 years and is survived by this bird named Boomer. Button, her dog, however, was like her child and she desperately hoped to see that dog in heaven. Joyce was of Christian Faith and had accepted Lord Jesus Christ as her Savior.

She was preceded in death by her husband Joe Bradford, her Father, Harry Watson, and her Mother, Mary Chambers (Earl), father and mother in laws, Raymond and Loeta Bradford.

She is survived by her children (previously mentioned), her Brothers Donald (Linda) Watson, and Kenneth (Carolyn) Watson. Also survived by granddaughters Rachel Morioni (Paul) and Emily Berger (Kyle), as well as grandsons Zachary (Elena)Bradford, Quentin (Danielle) Bradford, Hayden Bradford and Carter Bradford. Joyce is also survived by several nieces and nephews from both of her brothers.

A Celebration of life to be held Wednesday Evening, December 10th from 6-8 at the Shoal Creek Golf Course clubhouse, 8905 North Shoal Creek Parkway, Kansas City, MO 64157. Appetizers and beverages provided. Eulogy will start at 6:30pm.

Ted L. McCoy, 94, went home to be with his Lord and Savior on Sunday, 23 November 2025, while surrounded by his family.H...
11/26/2025

Ted L. McCoy, 94, went home to be with his Lord and Savior on Sunday, 23 November 2025, while surrounded by his family.

He was born in Missouri City, MO in October 1931, and was the sixth child of Garland McCoy and Anna Mae (Chapel) McCoy. His family moved to Prathersville, MO, when he was five, and at the age of 11 he moved to Liberty, MO, where he lived most of his life.

Ted was a charter member of Pleasant Valley Baptist Church, joining at the age 15. He was one of a handful of original members that met in the basement of a home. Eventually, property was purchased, and he and his father, Garland, helped build the first church building in Pleasant Valley, MO. Ted started teaching Sunday School soon after and continued to teach until two weeks before his passing, for a total of 77 years.

Ted put himself through community college in the Kansas City area, and then transferred to the University of Kansas, where he earned his bachelor’s degree in architectural engineering in January 1954.

He joined the Army in May 1954. After his first year stationed in the heat of Oklahoma, Arkansas, and Texas, he was stationed in Boston, Massachusetts. In April 1955, he met 18-year-old Marjorie Brown. They fell in love, were secretly engaged in June, and eloped in September. After being discharged in 1956, he brought her home to live in Liberty, MO. In 1957, Ted and Marge designed and built their house on Circle Drive, where they started their family and raised five children. Marge lived in this house until she died from cancer in 1978.

In 1956, Ted joined his brother Melvin in the construction business and created McCoy Brothers Construction. He was a great asset to anyone who hired him, as he was able to design the house and then build it himself. Anyone who had a home built by Ted McCoy knew that it was built to last!

Ted and his brothers Melvin and Harrison decided to build a bowling alley in 1957, and the 12-lane alley was finished in 1958. They discussed names and felt MacBowl would be great, but shortened it to McBowl to save the cost of eliminating one letter in the signage. Harrison ran the day-to-day operations, with Ted and Melvin alternating evening shifts after building homes during the day. Business was so good, they added another six lanes in 1972.

Ted loved his kids and was always trying to find ways to make play fun. With the help of Pete Mose, who lived across the creek, they built a concrete playground for both families on the McCoy property. The playground included a small wading pool, sand box, teeter-toter, swing set and slide, as well as a concrete and brick arched bridge across the creek for the kids to get from one side to the other. This personal park was enjoyed by many neighborhood children for years to come. Eventually, he built a playhouse miniature of the main house, which included a working garage door, front door, and windows. As their children got older, he added an inground pool and basketball court in the backyard.

For many years, Ted and Marge would host parties in their home in the summer holidays, inviting many families over to enjoy the day having a cookout, playing horseshoes, swimming in the pool, and have an overall great time. There might be 50 or more show up, but for Ted, the more the merrier.

Ted spent years coaching his sons Brian and Scott in little league baseball. The love of baseball stayed with him as he, Brian, and numerous friends of Brian’s played in a church softball league for years. It was fun watching “the old man” out play men younger in years, but they all loved spending time with him.

Ted enjoyed playing and watching basketball, and one of the highlights on his calendar for many years was the NAIA basketball tournament. He would go to the arena with 10-12 of his friends and family, and watch games from 9am until midnight, eating goodies, drinking cokes, joking around, and having fun. He would always take a canister of his fudge every day to share with his friends, as well as people he didn’t know sitting near him. People remember him for his fudge! He started a tradition with Brian and Scott when they were in grade school by letting them take one day out of school to go handout with Dad and his friends to watch basketball.

Over the years, Ted continued to serve in the church, teaching various age groups, leading the music, and serving on numerous committees. Because of the continued growth, in 1972, PVBC voted to build a three-level addition. Ted drew up the plans, managed the construction and the church member volunteers, and did a significant portion of the work, all to save on expenses.

In 1979, Ted and Cheri Bowman got married. Between them they had eight children. As their children grew, they married and the blended family continued to grow with many grandchildren, and now great-grandchildren.

Ted and Cheri served in various areas of the life of Pleasant Valley Baptist Church for over 44 years.

He built an apartment building during his “retirement” years, being the live-in apartment manager. Living there allowed him to become well acquainted with the tenants and develop many friendships. He had a sense when people were going through a hard time, and he was willing to work with them to help them through it. He didn’t lavish himself with the “finer things” in life but chose instead to share what he had with others, be it his family, or through other opportunities he felt God had pressed on his heart.

Year after year, Ted wrote down memories of his life from his childhood and through his adult life. In 2011, everything was compiled into a book “Ted: The Story of a Real McCoy”. It was his gift to his five children to have a record of his childhood, as well as their own childhood, up until their mother’s death in 1978.

Ted McCoy was a man with a servant’s heart. He was always willing to help a person in need. He did that with his finances, even if they were limited, with his time, with his building talent, and with his spiritual gifts. He was a loyal friend. He would go visit his friends every week and if they did not live in town, he would call them every week. He would often drive around town checking in on elderly people he knew, and either do a little job they needed done, or just hang out and visit. Even after Marge died, he continued to write letters to her parents once a month to keep them connected with the McCoy household, until their own deaths many years later. He loved missions, supporting numerous missionaries over the years, and even had the opportunity to go on several mission trips to Mexico and Germany, leading teams to complete construction projects. He had a giving spirit. He would give you whatever you needed at the moment, whether it was his time, money, laughter, advice, a stern talking to, or best of all – chocolate!

Ted was a wonderful father and grandfather. He loved his children and made life as his child fun. He built toys like puzzles to help them learn how to spell their names, building blocks, Lincoln logs, doll houses and Barbie clothes closets, small kitchens with ovens, dishwashers, and sinks, go-carts, swings, tree houses, play stores, hide-away rooms under bedrooms and in the attic space, and the list could go on and on. He regularly visited his kids, grandkids, and great-grandchildren, and always sent a birthday card to everyone in the family every year. At the age of 85 and older, you would find him sitting on the floor playing with one of the great-grandchildren and giggling the whole time.

Ted McCoy was man of God with a true servant’s heart, was well loved by many, and he will be missed!

Ted is proceeded in death by his parents; sisters Mildred Swearingin and Helen Hutchens; brothers Melvin McCoy and Harrison McCoy; and former wife Marjorie McCoy.

He is survived by his wife, Cherilyn McCoy; daughters Stacey Wright, Kelle Henson (Keith), and Lori Porter (Steve); sons Brian McCoy (Sally), and Scott McCoy (Myra); stepsons Phil Bowman (Kathy), Steve Bowman (Toni), and David Bowman (Julia); 24 grandchildren; and 33 great-grandchildren.

The family will hold an Open House Celebration of Life on Sunday, 30 November 2025, from 2:00-5:00pm at Pleasant Valley Baptist Church, East Entrance. Come and share your memories of Ted, peruse photos and memorabilia of his life, and partake in some chocolate candy and fudge! In lieu of flowers, donations are suggested to Pleasant Valley Baptist Church or Kansas City Hospice.

Since a young man, Sunday morning would find Patrick Leland Burton, up early, long before the rising of the sun, headed ...
11/24/2025

Since a young man, Sunday morning would find Patrick Leland Burton, up early, long before the rising of the sun, headed to church or some place of worship, to set up for the arrival of his music Worship team and prepare to lead, with his guitar strapped on, rehearsal for the pending Worship Service. Always with joy and a tad of anxiousness from his want of everything being perfect, Patrick would literally give it everything he had, leading others to join him in song, in his deep personal passionate praise of His Lord. But, Sunday morning, November 9th, before the rising of that day’s sun, Patrick found himself not leading worship in an Earth bound church, rather, in the halls of Heaven, where, God Himself called him to lead angels and all those who had gone before him, in what was the most massive magnificent congregation of praise that Patrick had ever had the privilege to lead. “When we all get to Heaven what a day of rejoicing it will be! When we all see Jesus, we’ll sing and shout the victory!” became Patrick’s eternal reality.

Born, December 6, 1970, the youngest of the Margaret Ruth and Jesse Burton clan, Patrick Leland entered the world, specifically that of Independence, MO, a short step from Kansas City, Pleasant Hill, Raytown, and a longer step to Springfield, regions where he would live his adult life. Although he had a deep affinity for each vicinity because there one would find the people – his friends, those he ministered to at the different churches where he served as Worship Leader, the music students he mentored and taught, the many that he would come alongside by fixing their instruments or finding something they could afford when they could afford nothing…..all those places were filled with those Patrick sought to help. But, outside the realm of the various cities, large and small, were Braymer, MO, where he spent his young childhood and Macon, MO his home as a teen. A kindred sprit had Patrick in John Denver when he sang of “Country roads, take me home….” For Patrick, he loved the country, the rural lands where neighbors were close not just in proximity, but in life. His dream was to have a log cabin with plenty of land and neighbors and a place where he could entertain his whole family. Patrick loved to entertain because Patrick loved to love. His life was spent in service to others driven by a deep love - for God and for others. Such a heart was the gift of his mother, Ruth, and his father Jesse. They taught all of their children by example how to love, respect, and serve others – to be kind, strive for selflessness, and to do the right thing. Patrick spent his teen years seeking out his peers who needed a friend, those who were on the outer fringe of acceptance by others doing what he could even if it were just to listen. Patrick’s favorite words were, “Thank you” and “I love you.” One could not get through a conversation without hearing him utter those expressions. “I’m sorry” was resplendent in his vocabulary, for he did not want anyone to hurt, and if he had any inclination that he might have said or was not something to have caused such a response, he wanted to make sure that he made amends…and if it wasn’t his fault, he wanted one to know, that he was sorry that they were hurting.

Patrick did not want anyone to hurt. It was Patrick that drove 11 hours through the night to be with his sister after her husband had surgery, just so that he could be with her to tell her he loved her, give her a hug, and words of encouragement, before he had to leave only an hour later and drive the 11 hours back because he had to work. Or the time when a devastating ice storm hit Kansas City knocking out power lines, heat, electricity, roads near impassible resembling a war zone of fallen trees and Patrick went to store after store to purchase some type of space heater for one of the family so they would not get cold through the night. Or the time when Patrick noticed that a dear friend of his was going through a rough financial time, Patrick wanted to help him but did not want his friend to be embarrassed, so he offered to buy all of his friends video collection of children’s movies giving the reason that he had been looking for those very movies for his child – Patrick did not really have the money either, but that did not matter, helping his friend was the higher priority. His life was spent in finding ways to help others – driving around with his Uncle Joe to deliver Meals on Wheels, hosting Bible Studies in his home when he himself was homebound, mentoring and listening to friends who would come to his home when he could not longer go to them….if he heard of a need, he would do what he could. At times he would get quite down, and he feared that he was not doing enough, or was not good enough…. a malady common to those who love deeply…but after a time he would rise back up and keep going.

Being the youngest of the family, it would be natural to think that we took care of Patrick, but in reality, it was Patrick that took care of us. Of which he did not realize. He brought us all together, living so physically far apart, by his nightly group text of “Good night, I love you” – and as each responded we knew we were all well and together in thought and heart. He would also ply us with photos of scenes from his backyard that he thought were beautiful, or the lyrics of a song he had written, a corny joke he found amusing, or photos of a meal he had prepared (he did love to eat!). Though we could not step through the door of one another’s physical home, Patrick took care of us by creating a home through a space of sharing. Even during his last few weeks, though he could not text, still he reached out in his own way to ease the hurt that we were each experiencing.

Patrick is survived by his children that he absolutely adored and so wanted to protect and make sure they were alright, daughter Maggie and son Connor; his dad, Jesse for whom he not only loved as a son does his “dad”, but also regarded with the highest of respect and esteem for the man he knew his dad to be and with gratitude for not only all his dad had given him, but because he knew his dad loved him unconditionally; Carole, the graceful and grace filled beautiful woman that accepted all the grown Burton kids when she married their father Jesse, and became Patrick’s second mother who was his go to when he had a question about “How do I cook this?”; his brother David who he loved with a bond of unbreakable love and admiration, such as the hero in the heroic tales of knights in shining armor or Robin Hood that Patrick so enjoyed – inseparable in their youth they remained inseparable in heart as they grew older; his sister-in-law Nancy, who was more like a sister to him from the time he first met her stating lovingly many times “she’s perfect for David”; his sister Margaret Rachel who misses her Paddy ever so dearly and his brother by marriage Ted when meeting they connected and simply just enjoyed time together….and all his amazing Burton cousins Alan & Carla, Chrissy & Craig, Stuart, Jennifer….his loving Aunt Jane & Uncle Bill; his dear niece and nephews Emily, Josh, and Daniel; his loving friends and neighbors, Stan, Lisa, Sean, Donna, Tom, Cheryl….more than the writer of this epistle knows and could possibly list.

There is no immediate traditional funeral planned. For now, each of us shall have the privilege and joy of remembering and celebrating Patrick in our thoughts and hearts…..then, later, sometime perhaps during the early summer, we shall gather together in a way that Patrick would most certainly delight in and think quite exciting – plenty of music, laughter and stories …. to share life and love one another in his honor.

In lieu of flowers or traditional “donations” in his memory, why not do something that Patrick loved and brought him joy? Tell someone, sincerely, “I love you.” Or “Thank you” for a kindness they have done. Forgive someone who has hurt you. Find someone in need, someone hurting and do something to ease their burden (without putting them on Social Media. Sing a song of praise to the Lord! Thank God for all His blessings…just for being who He is! Go to church and sit beside someone who looks lost, like they need a friend…be that friend. Go out to a “fancy” restaurant (Red Lobster was one of Paddy’s favorites) and treat a friend….and/or surprise the server/waiter with a most generous tip. Take a child to the zoo, an Art Gallery/Museum (Patrick loved the Nelson Art Gallery in KC), plan a play date of junk food and movies. Try a new recipe and gather your friends or strangers soon to be friends to enjoy it. And when you get down, when you feel depressed, when you feel like you are not enough….remember, you are loved with an unconditional love by a God who created you so that He could love you, so that you can love Him and so you can love others. Be of good courage, do not be afraid, for the Lord our God is with you no matter where you are or where you go or what you are going through – He will never leave you nor forsake you. He is always right there with you. You can trust Jesus. That is what Patrick would tell you.

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