Dear son, as you already know i have discovered Spiritist, and it is difficult for me to contain myself, as i meet various people, i somehow whine up talking about spirits and the spirit world. Am studying to become a medium, and hopefully someday will invoke you if you have not already incarnated again. Mailed your mom a copy of the Spirit's Book, please encourage her to read it. Bye for now, will continue to pray for you.
Hey, Its fathers day today and I was thinking of getting johnny a gift or making a donations in his name.
Happy Birthday son! I planned to go West this year, and spend time with your West coast family. As the date approached I changed my mind, as usual. I had no real good reason other than I decided again going. Today, after eating breakfast, I headed for the golf driving range to practice. After finishing, I walked into the clubhouse to use the bathroom, and ran into an old friend. It was Danny Barrett's father Ron, he volunteers as a starter. We had a long discussion about him and me, and our families. When he asked about you, I gave him my usual response that you are in heaven. As I was talking to him, I realized why I stayed back East. It was to meet Ron, and listen to him talk about his battle with a brain aneurysm, and weight gain. I talked to him about the Weston A. Price Foundation, and how eating good saturated fat, such as, butter, lard, and coconut oil will actually help you lose weight. I stressed how Bikram yoga has helped me, and that it could do the same for him. I make little progress in convincing him to start, but he did acknowledge that the eating habits we were discussing and exercise would help, when and if, he decides to try again, He works there each Friday, and I plan on visiting when I can. I also learned about a comic book show from him, as he collects and sells sports cards, and normally, they hold card and comic book shows together. After saying good bye to Ron, I headed to my neighborhood golf course, and played the best nine holes of my life. Par there is 35, and I shoot 5 over par for a score of 40. Thanks for giving me a birthday present. I feel better now. Love!
Any way I can hook up my PS2 network to yours up there, Tony? Bet I can beat you at Tekken 4 now 🙂
Stay cool and keep working on your slamdunk. You are dearly missed in this part of the world too.
Sept 22 Day after Tony Day 2003. Although I stayed back East this year, it was still hard. I know everyone that attended had a good time as I was thinking about you guys all day long. I plan on attending in 2004. Love to all of Tony's West Coast family!
It has been a while, and I am still working on forgiving myself for failing to save all the Tony stories.
Happy Easter to all of Tony's East & West coast friends and family!
Taz - the web site looks teriffic, and we will pray your foot heals before the marathon!
Recently, freetools.com (the guest book service previously used by the Foundation's web site) went out of business. All the guest books that were hosted by their servers were suddenly lost, including ours. We were able to salvage only a few of those original posts, which we've reposted below.
We cannot express our sadness at losing all of your sentiments... but please know that they were all read and treasured. If you have a moment, It would mean a great deal to us if you would sign the new guest book.
Thank you.
1/22/2013 - Quick Update: In renovating the Foundation's website, we discovered that we may be able to save the old guestbook entries after all. If we can, they'll be added to the guestbook.
I still remember during my college year in missouri - columbia, I connect my computer with 2 loud speakers, and playing Doom 1, and Tony was hook into it for the whole nite, and our basketball games every friday evening with other malaysian... and always bring his playstation whenever there's party.... his dancing, his laugh, gonna miss you....
Excellent work. It's evident that Tony had a great impact on the lives of many people.
I stopped by. I just wanted to let you know that we're still thinking about you. Hope all is well with the foundation and CINN.
I like your content! I want to thank Tony's West Coast family & friends who helped celebrate Tony Day 2001. Thanks to those who were there physically, and those who were there in spirit. It was hot, so we had a ball game, and it was cool, so we shared a meal. It was great to see and talk to you'll again. Special thanks to those who helped to plan the day, and made it happen. My love to all!
Thanks for watching over us this year T. We miss you mucho! -Scott, Christine, Kiwi and Scooter
Son, As the gang gets ready for our annual Tony Day 2001, I find myself reflecting on this past year. A year has now passed, and your family and friends have all grown in so many ways... but our love for you is as strong as ever. I know that this weekend will consist of more smiles and laughs than tears, because we gather to celebrate your life. I can smile today because I know that although you are not here with us in body, you are with us everyday in spirit (and oh, the things you've seen)! We love you so very much, son. You are missed greatly, loved dearly and remembered always. Love, your "Ma"
Well, I've just spent the past 40 minutes reading, crying and laughing- all the while trying to not let my tears get in the way of reading the next message in this guestbook. Even if you had never met Tony in you're life, by reading all these messages full of love, stories and farewells for Tony, you couldn't help but feel the sincerity in each and every one of them- and definitely shed a tear or two- I too am part of the PD2 crew, and met Tony while working on "The Westside"- and of course, I was instantly hooked onto the Tony D charm, humor, laugh, (of course) and mutual compasion he and I shared regarding the absolutely impossible L.A. dating scene. We definitely shared many a laughs over that one. And all us westsiders will never forget the weaved belt theory, the ankle weights Tony wore religiously everyday, the way his contagious laugh would spread throughout the office everytime Kemper ripped on some innocent bystander (all in fun, of course).... But most of all, no matter how stressfull, (or boring!) a day you had at work, you knew that at least you would be working with somebody cool who would sooner or later make you crack a smile and make any situation not as bad as you thought it was! An image in my head that is practically photographic, is of Tony's genuine expression of concern whenever I was sad, or bothered about something... I knew that if there was anything he could do, he would- and he wasn't just saying so to be polite- and that, is definitely hard to come by. He was willing to help anyone and everyone, without ever asking nor wanting anything in return. Tony I miss you terribly- you know I do! And I'm so sorry that I won't be able to make it to your memorial this year, but unfortunately, these days I'm a bit further away than accross the 405! But I will definitely be there in spirit, just as you are here with me right now..... Love you tons, and I hope you are happily playing away on that amazing Super-Mega-PlayStation you must've rigged up there by now.... you know I've never quite gotten hooked into that craze, despite all those late night play-athons you guys held on the lot, but anything that made you happy, you deserve to be doing- so go kick some :*&%$#@"?!!!!!!! -Rocio
Tony... One year ago we discovered that you had gone to a place where you could watch over all of us and wrap us in your spirit. This morning you came back to take my grandmother with you. Please take care of her. I love you both. Always. "In our lives we hunger for those we cannot touch. All the thoughts unuttered & all the feelings unexpressed Play upon our hearts like the mist upon our breath. But, awoken by grief, our spirits speak "How could you believe that the life within the seed that grew arms that reached And a heart that beat. And lips that smiled And eyes that cried. Could ever die?" Here come the blue skies Here comes springtime. When the rivers run high & the tears run dry. When everything that dies. Shall rise. LoveLoveLove is stronger than death. LoveLoveLove is stronger than death." - Matt Johnson
Always Missed. Always Remembered.
Tony, AJ and I remember a year ago very vividly as it was the last day we were with you. We think of you constantly and pray we will meet again when the time is right. We love you with all our hearts. Always, Crys
To me, the big 'T' was always Johnny D's son. The year was 1988 and Tony was 15. Tony was always reserved, smiling, mature and polite. I never saw the Tony as he was described by his cousins and friends. Tony liked sushi. We ate Japanese more than once. One day Johnny, Tony and I spent a day at the horse races. That was a good day watching John and Tony think and bet. In size and stature John and Tony were different, but in essence and habit they were often the same. Tony grew taller and became a movie man. Through John, we heard the stories of Tony's college exploits and his triumphs at work in Southern California. Tony's funeral was really depressing because he was gone. The love for Tony was so evident that day. John is my friend. He is nearing a transition to another phase of his life. Eventually, John will retire from a job that he has been working for over 35 years. John, there is life after work as sure there is life after death. Good luck to all of Tony's family and friends. See you Big 'T', when we take our journey down the river for the last time.
Happy St. Pat's Day, Tony, and to all of his family, and friends!
I never knew Tony, but I know his mother Sharon and as a parent I can't imagine the loss you feel. Sharon certainly "Lives Loud" and I can only imagine what Tony was like. May we all appreciate how short life is and make the most of every day.
I stopped by. On the side of the pained and underdogs -- be they right or wrong. He would defend their right not to be hurt. The acorn doesn't fall far from the tree.
a friend of the family,
Toni
My condolences to all the people that Tony loved and cared for. It is such a great lost to the world for such a great, caring man I met during my study in the University of Mizzouri, Columbia to past away in this way. Tony, we still love you !
although we do not know one another very well, tony was always remembered as thuan lip's housemate that used to play basketball & hang out in parties together with the malaysians in MU. Roam free in the kingdom of God, we will never forget you!
Tony, you will always be remembered as the cool-American-friend we had at Mizzou. Although you're no longer with us in this world, we shall meet you in heaven someday. Rest in peace my dear friend ........
I didn't know Tony for too long, but within that short period of time I can tell how wonderful a person he is. Witty, intelligent, sensitive, caring, creative, and a major riot in his own shy way. Although he misses a few beats in his dancing, I just can't help but adore him. My most vivid moment with Tony was when we won a game of Pictionary. He drew a diamond and a skirt... and I yelled "gem!". That is exactly what Tony is - a true gem.
I met Tony during my college years in Missouri. During those years, I came to know Tony as a very funny, always laughing and lovable guy....and, how much he loved to dance! He was always making everyone laugh with his tricks and endless expressions.
I still remember how whenever we were at a party, and found ourselves among Chinese speaking friends, being the only two people who did not speak Chinese, we would laugh when the others laughed, pretending we understood what was being said. When the others wondered what we were laughing about, it only made us laugh harder! But, it was always done in good humor, and soon everyone would join in the laughter. This became our little secret, and we used to do it all the time.
Sadly, I lost contact with Tony after I left USA. It saddens me to think that I will never see or hear his laughter again, but I know that he is in a much better place now.
I will miss Tony and his infectious laughter.
Goodnight, Sweet Tony!