Monday, November 5, 2007

Photos from the Archives

These are the faces that forgot their grief for the moment when observing the big upside down rainbow. I wish I had seen it, but I am glad to have seen those who are seeing it!


And some photos of photos I took long long ago ----



This is my brother, Edwin "Boo", Uncle Mike's nephew --- taken at San Francisco Bay when we visited Uncle Mike and his family in the summer of 1989. What at trip -- and, as always, Uncle Mike was a highlight.


Uncle Mike and Dad -- taken the weekend of Cousin Missy's wedding at Notre Dame.


Aunt Taine and Uncle Joe taken at Notre Dame.






Saturday, October 27, 2007

Not Forgotten --

Here are a few photos taken during the Memorial Reunion -- where is the time going -- soon it will be a year.

We tied one on for Uncle Mike as well as for Uncle Pete, Aunt Marion and a host of unforgotten others who have passed. Grandfather Tree is our huge shaggy bark juniper and host to hundreds of little colorful ribbons which sway in the Arizona breezes in sweet remembrance. Nicole fearlessly climbed to great heights!


When she comes down, Nicole is kissed enthusiastically even though it would appear that she is being attacked by Collie-Poo Jack!
Two beautiful people in the dark -- Tony and Connie --


Tony and the Antique Juniper trunk.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Tony and Norma Submit Reunion Photos


Please visit The Tony Rems Shutterfly site to see photos of the Sedona Family Reunion that took place in April 2007 at The Clearing House at Wild Horse Mesa. Mike was here in spirit for sure, as were Pete and Marion --- and all agreed that Jack the collie-poodle might be J.P. Rems incarnate with certain unique JP behaviors (especially puffed cheeks when concentrating on something of interest). With all due respect to Dad, we loved and admired him so!!

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Maybe all of life's promises don't come true, but mornings still come and hopes, like sparrows, still sing in the trees. ~Flavia

Spring

Spring, and the land lies fresh green beneath a yellow sun.
We walked the land together, you and I
And never knew what future days would bring.
Will you often think of me
When flowers burst forth each year?
When the earth begins to grow again?
Some say death is so final
But my love for you can never die.
Just as the sun once warmed our hearts
let this love touch you some night
When I am gone and loneliness comes~
Before the dawn begins to scatter your dreams away.
~
Summer and I never knew a bird
Could sing so sweet and clear
Until they told me I must leave you for awhile
I never knew the sky could be so deep a blue
Until I knew I could not grow old with you
But better to be loved by you
Than to have lived a million summers
And never known your love.
Together, let us, you and I
Remember the days and nights for eternity.
~
Fall, and as the earth begins to die
And the leaves turn golden-brown upon the trees
Remember me, too, in Autumn, for I will walk with you
As of old, along a city sidewalk at evening-time
Though I cannot hold you by the hand.
~
Winter, and perhaps someday there may be
Another fireplace another room
With crackling fire and fragrant smoke
And turning, suddenly, we will be together
And I will hear your laughter
And hold you close to me again
But until then, if loneliness should see you out
Some winter night, when snow is falling down
Remember, though death has come to me
My love will never go away.
~
~Orville Kelly

Saturday, January 20, 2007

In the garden of Johnny’s home was a tree in whose branches birds had built a nest. He was thrilled when one day, climbing up, he found four eggs in it. Almost daily now, he visited the nest. Then the family went away for the school holidays. The first thing Johnny did on their return was to climb the tree to look at his nest. He was most upset to find that all that was left of the eggs were empty, broken shells. Sobbing, he ran to his father telling him how the eggs were ruined. “No, my son” his father told him “you are mistaken. The best parts were inside, and they have become beautiful birds which have flown away.”

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Santa Fe Reunion Photos: 2003



We had a blast in Santa Fe together --- Here are some photos to prove it ---
It goes to remind me how important it is to Seize the Day! Santa Fe made it possible to be together; little did we know it would be for the last time.
: (
(I always tried to sneak in beside him in the pictures for as long as I can remember)


Thank you Norma for submitting these photos! How he enjoyed life -- and how he seemed to keep all of us on track for living in the moment; it was impossible to resist!

Daddy's Legacy of Love

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy…
you met my beautiful mom in spain
it was a true love story
you married in naples, italy
then had your first baby, me
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you learned that i was born deaf
it did not matter to you
you promised I would succeed
you were always there for me
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you threw me up in the air
with your strong arms
and tickled me silly
loving my belly laughs
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you embraced your baby son, tony
you loved him dearly
played with us both
as the tickle monster
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you always stood tall
looking so handsome
in your coast guard uniform
filling me with pride
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you gave me bear hugs
with great "HMMMMMs"
you said you love me more
than the whole, wide world
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you read books to me
taught me wonderful words
played pun games with me
i learned to love english
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you came to all the games
to watch me cheerleading
you drove the car parading me
as the homecoming queen
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you helped me with my homework
and talked to me about college
you always believed in me
you knew I could do anything
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you brought me to csun
visited my at the dorms
interacted with my friends
and took us out to restaurants
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you saw i was lost
you knew i needed the deaf world
you joined me by learning sign language
and embracing the Deaf community
I miss you Daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
your dream came true
your children graduated from college
you showed how proud you were
by throwing a huge dinner party
I miss you, daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you welcomed my son, Jacob, with open arms
created a nursery for your first grandson
spent your time and love with him
my son loves you so much
I miss you daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
your life became enriched
with four more grand children
Joshua, Nicole, Jessica, and Nathan
you had abundance of love
I miss you daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you always watched your grandchildren
they thrived in your presence
during soccer, baseball, karate and more
you beamed with pride for them
I miss you daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you enjoyed jazz, wine, and food
life was a celebration to you
especially during birthdays and christmas
you were the life of the party
I miss you daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you were so excited about retiring
there were so many places you wanted to see
you had a surprise retirement party
a testimony of love and admiration for you
I miss you daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
You just visited Spain with mom
you went back to the town, vivero
the place of your love in first sight
completing your circle of love
I miss you daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you adored your sister, taine
and her husband, joe
you were so excited
about visiting them in texas
I miss you daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you made your last cup of coffee for me
we had our last wonderful chat
I drove mom and you to airport
oblivious that it was the final goodbye
I miss you, daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you were standing at the airport
with your wonderful smile
I got out of the car
and you gave me a "HMMM" hug
I miss you daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you were going to a basketball game
to see bobby knight in action
on lovely texas tech campus
you fell into uncle joe's arms and died
I miss you daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
i chauffeured you towards heaven
texas tech stadium was the gateway
uncle joe was your earthly angel
carrying you to your heavenly family
I miss you daddy

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
you lived your life the amazing way
you died happily, without pain
you went home feeling loved
you also left behind your legacy of love
I miss you daddy

Daddy Daddy, Daddy
thank you for your tickles
thank you for the "HMMM" hugs
thank you for your smiles
thank you for your love
I will always miss you daddy.

I LOVE YOU, Daddy

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Finding Comfort in Each Other

Formalities coming to a close -- Time to forge ahead into the next chapter in our lives without Him.
No longer able to numb ourselves with the alibi of details. Whatever will we do?


SORROW:

It hurts deep down inside.

One feels diminished,

Less that he has been.

Empty,

Bereft.

Forlorn and incomplete.

Sorrow is a painful word

But if someone is there

To share the feeling

It becomes endurable

And in the scheme of things

A time of being

That includes great emotion

And thus a time of closeness,

Growing and becoming someone more

Than we have been before.

The Morning of January 13


Alive, awake

We anguish for the dead.

We wail and weep,

But it is for ourselves that tears

And tearing at the heart

Is done.



We do not grieve

Because the earth

Reclaims its own.

We weep because


We are suddenly deprived

Of good companions

Sound judgment and

Familiar counsel.

~~~



I read something once that said

The only reason we celebrate the birth of someone and weep at the death of someone is that we are not the one going through it. Whatever is in store for us must (has to be!) a beautiful thing. God Bless Uncle Mike as he finds his way.


Friday, January 12, 2007

In Memoriam

Thinking of you on this day I post this, written by an author unknown, supported by a photo of an angel in Santa Fe, taken the last time we were together:





We sprinkle the ashes.

All that tangibly remains

of Mike.

But thank God for the intangibles.


We remember:

The smile

The frown

The quizzical look

The love

The courage

The hurt

The sorrow

The significant moments

The fun times

The searching times

The moments of risk

The great time of affirmation.


As long as we live, we will bear the imprint of that influence;

The impact of his life on ours.

He opened many doors for us--

Doors to whole new sets of meanings.


We will forever be sensitized

As to the importance of life.

Because of him

We will live differently.

Tony Shares Birthday Moments with Mike and Connie


Thank you Norma for sending these photos in tonight -- just more evidence of what good times can be had in the Rems Family. Mike was so like a kid at times -- and it looks like Tony is following in his footsteps : )

Thursday, January 11, 2007

My Grandpa loved me and my whole family. I know we all had a special place for him in our hearts. If I could hear him one more time, I know what he would say, "Give me a besito." or "Josh, come watch me play poker. I'll teach you".My Grandpa was so free spirited that if he could go to one last vacation, he'd be speeding down the road to Las Vegas with Grandma saying ... "Slow down!" One of many good qualities that he had was that he was entertainment. If everyone was bored, he'd put smiles on in a flash. Whenever I spent the night at Grandpa's house, he always knew the coolest shows like "Do You Want To Be A Millionaire" or "Deal or No Deal".When Grandpa left, it felt like a little part of us went with him. We were devastated, but we will never forget him and we will always keep a special place for him in our hearts. I will always remember December 9, 2006.

Mike's 11 year old grandson
Joshua Smario (Castro Valley)

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

The Impact of Mike Rems

We encourage anyone to post thoughts memories or anecdotes on Mike. The following arrived from his grandchildren:

Michael Rems was a good grandfather to me, my brother, and our three cousins. I loved him a lot. I know he loved me a lot too. I met him for the first time when I was four years old. After meeting me and getting to know me, he treated me with compassion, love and understanding. He was a fun, nice, and caring grandfather. I have missed him a lot and will take his memory with me throughout my life.
Nicole Rems, Age 12


Long Live The King, Grandpa

Grandpa Mike was the greatest grandpa I could ask for. He was everything that a perfect grandpa is. Before he died, I was supposed to go to the movies with my firend. At the last minute my friend called and informed me that he cancelled the trip to the movies. Granpa Mike was angry at my friend for canceling. So, instead we put together Grandpa Mike’s retirement present, which was a wine cooler. It was fun and I spent a lot of time with him. Also I was proud that I helped put together one of his favorite gifts. After he died, I was glad that my friend cancelled our movie trip.


If there were one word to describe him, it would be “benevolent.” The reason I chose this word is because benevolent means kind, and when I thought of the word, “kind”, I’d think of the word, “King”, and Grandpa Mike was both. He was very kind, although sometimes grouchy, but he was also like the King of the family. He would always be sitting on the chair, which would be similar to a King sitting on his throne. And he would always be the boss of everyone. Everybody looked up to him.

Before he died, I got to spend an entire month at his house. I am glad I spent that time with him. Although he is gone physically, he isn’t gone spiritually.

Long live the King!

Jacob Smario, Grandson, Age 13


Grandpa

My Grandpa wasn’t just a grandpa. He was a very, very special friend. We all loved him. We could laugh, talk and play with him. He was the best Grandpa a Grandpa could be. I wish I could hug him on last time. If I could, I’d be the happiest girl in the world. We all love him. I miss him so, so, and so very much. I loved him so, very, very much. He was so loveable. He truly was the best Grandpa ever.

You don’t know how much I love him. Even thought he embarrassed me sometimes, I still loved him. Everyone loved him and his sweet tooth. I remember when I was about three years old, I’d tell him, “Oh, go to sleep, go to sleep.” Then, I’d run over there and pinch his butt and say that it was the boogieman. We would do that all the time, but I stopped when I was about 6 years old. Whenever I came over to his house, he would be sitting on his chair, watching TV, and he would say, “Come and give me besitos.”

Grandpa was so brave for joining the Coast Guard. He truly was a great, wonderful, and everything, wasn’t he. He truly loved the love of his life, Connie. Everyone loved him, especially the love of his life, Connie. He never loved anyone more than the love of his life, Connie, and his family, and they loved him! I am sure that every single one of us are terrified about Grandpa Mike’s death, because it is very, very sad. Even I cried, because it is so, so very sad.

For sure no one is happy about Grandpa Mike’s death. I mean who would be. It is so, so sad. He was the best Grandpa ever. I loved him so much.

Jessica Smario, Mike’s Granddaughter, Age 8

Sunday, January 7, 2007

Jan 6, 2007

http://www.legacy.com/Link.asp?I=LS000085864255X

Michael Rems

MICHAEL REMS Retired Coast Guard Lieutenant Commander, Michael Rems has passed away. He was 68 years old. Michael died due to a massive coronary on December 9th, 2006 at 1:30p while visiting his sister and brother-in-law Taine and Joseph Conboy in Lubbock, TX on vacation. Michael was born in Wellsville, NY in 1938 to Dr. J Paul and Hazel DeVenny Rems. Michael and his sisters, Taine and Karen, and his brother Peter grew up in Belmont, NY. Michael had a 24-year distinguished career in the Coast Guard. Stationed in Europe in the 60s, Michael met the love of his life, Connie, in Vivero, Spain. They were married in Naples, Italy, where they lived for two years before moving back to the United States. After signing on as an enlisted man, he rose to the rank of Lt. Commander. He received the Coast Guard Achievement Medal in 1976 for his work heading up the Search and Rescue team in San Francisco, where he was responsible for saving many lives. Michael retired from the Coast Guard in 1979. Michael followed his love of the sea working in Marine communications for a number of companies, the last being Globe Wireless where he retired in July of 2006. Michael was a vibrant man who loved life, jazz music, travel, wine, food, friends and most of all his family. His large presence was unmistakable and he will be deeply missed. Michael is survived by his loving wife of 44 years, Connie, his two children Julie and Tony, their spouses David and Norma, and his adoring grandchildren Jacob, Nicole, Joshua, Jessica and Nathan along with his sisters Taine Conboy and Karen Robinson. He was also dearly loved by his many nieces and nephews. A memorial service will be held at Our Lady of Grace church in Castro Valley on January 13th, 2007 at 11a, with a reception to follow immediately afterwards.
Published in the ANG Newspapers on 1/6/2007.

Mike's ASL Class Term Paper

Hey I was cleaning up my parents' home with my mom on New Year's day and found this term paper my dad wrote over 14 years ago. The amazing thing is that I was writing about this experience on New Year's eve. Thought you would enjoy this term paper. Love Julie


My Father's ASL Class Term Paper :
My Visit to the Deaf World
By Mike Rems
May 1992

This past weekend I went to Los Angeles to attend a graduation party celebrating my daughter's completion of her M.A. studies, along with her three roommates. All four girls are hearing impaired, and three received Master's degrees and the other a Juirs doctorate. The party was attended by some 300 people, of whom about 80 percent are deaf. The remainder are all fluent in sign language.

I went to the party with some trepidation, having has only five classes in ASL. But on Mother's Day, two weeks ago, we had a surprise visit from Julie, our daughter, so we reciprocated with the surprise new we were finally learning ASL for her. It had been a very emotional day for all of us, and she was so happy she told all her friends that her parents and her brother were learning to sign. This was her graduation gift from us.

We found without exception that everyone there was extremely patient, kind, and helpful to us as we stumbled through out first day among deaf people. (Now I know how Julie has felt at gatherings of hearing people where she was able to understand one-on-one conversations but missed all the going-ons around her. And now I also better understand the deaf culture, and their intense interest in communication. It plays such an important role in their everyday lives, that it can instantly dominate a conversation.

For that reason, this new family of students, who were there to celebrate their daughter's graduation because quite a conversation piece. And everyone was extremely supportive, encouraging us with positive reinforcement (despite what I feel must have been difficult to do with a straight face at times), and telling us how well we were signing.

These were people from across the country, New York, Chicago, Denver, and Washington. I met and signed with the President of the NAD, Roz Rosen, whose daughter is one of the graduates and rooms with Julie. I also met many sign language interpreters from the area, both from CSUN and GLAD. One woman, who has a PHD told me to be bold, just walk up to deaf people, introduce myself, and say "Hi, I', learning sign language, can we talk?" She started learning sign language as an adult with children, "Just because I'm nosy," she told me. I also met a former teacher of yours name Joyce Groode who asked me to say hello to you and Ed Copra. She is still teaching at CSUN.

All in all, it was an enormously enlightening and encouraging experience for me despite my having raised a deaf daughter and knowing many deaf young people. I felt as though I was really only now beginning to understand the deaf culture and the deaf experience. It was very humbling, yet very uplifting for me.

Funeral is Scheduled - Details to Follow...


The funeral is scheduled for Jan 13th at 11 am. This is all I know --- Perhaps our readers can post or let me know details of where and what will be taking place. But mark your calendars please.


Hold On

Hold on to what is good, even if it is a handful of earth. And hold on to what you believe, even if it is a tree that stands by itself. Hold on to what you must do, even if it is a long way from here. Hold on to life, even when it is easier to let go. Hold on to my hand, even when I have gone away from you.

~Pueblo Verse