Melissa K. Phillips
Truly hard to imagine a world without Jody Dyer. More difficult knowing that this gentle giant is not here - among those who shared in his life, loved him beyond words and without boundaries. Jody could find use for useless things. His fingers could turn a piece of cloth, or vinyl or leather into a forever memory - one that will last long beyond our years. Jody's words were gentle, warm, caring. To never see his name pop up again on my cell phone is hardly possible to consider. I will not miss what we had together as cousins, growing up in those most innocent of times. I won't miss all the yesterdays that we shared, family reunions, watching our childhood fly while watching other children play. Nope - those are treasured gifts that live in my heart, head and soul. What I will miss is all the tomorrows - the St. George visits spending hours 'solving all the world's problems.' I'll miss the excitement in his eyes and smile as grandchildren reach their personal goals. We grew up together, but will not grow old together - and I will miss sitting on the deck chair watching the waves, complaining about our aches and pains - while smiling at the surfer boy who loved him more. Yep, tomorrow and every day to come will be difficult without Jody Dyer. My oldest brother, Howell, said it best - "I have no regrets. Jody knew throughout his life how much I loved him. And, I know today how much he loved me." No regrets....except that I won't see him again on this side of heaven.