Sorry for your loss.
Please draw strength and comfort from these bible scriptures- Psalms 83:18, Acts 24:15, Isaiah 25:8, Revelation 21:4,5.
Jehovah's Witnesses
Jehovah's Witnesses
Sorry for your loss.
Please draw strength and comfort from these bible scriptures- Psalms 83:18, Acts 24:15, Isaiah 25:8, Revelation 21:4,5.
Jehovah's Witnesses
Jehovah's Witnesses
Sorry for your loss.
Please draw strength and comfort from these bible scriptures- Psalms 83:18, Acts 24:15, Isaiah 25:8, Revelation 21:4,5.
Jehovah's Witnesses
Jehovah's Witnesses
Cole and I started writing to each other when we were twelve years old. At that time, there were no emails, and receiving one of his letters in the mailbox was always a real joy.
Not long after we began corresponding, the telephone rang at my home. My mother answered and then handed me the phone, saying, “It’s Cole!” I was completely panic-stricken. At twelve, I could write in English, but I had never actually spoken to anyone in the language. I will remember that moment for the rest of my life: hearing Cole’s voice for the first time and doing everything I could to understand him and find the words to answer.
Years later, Cole showed me great trust by sending his eldest son, Jonathan, to stay with us in France. We took Jonathan around Paris and along the Normandy coast, and I sincerely hope he still has fond memories of that trip.
Cole later welcomed my eldest son, Sébastien, into his own home. When Sébastien encountered a problem with his flight, Cole took care of everything and made sure that he arrived safely in Estacada. This was typical of Cole: someone generous, trustworthy and always ready to help.
Cole and I finally had the opportunity to meet in person twice when I travelled to the United States. I also had the pleasure of meeting his wife, Julie, whose warmth, gentleness and kindness touched me deeply.
We shared unforgettable moments together: fishing at sea, walking along the beach, discovering Portland and simply enjoying each other’s company. These memories will always hold a very special place in my heart.
I only wish I could have seen Cole one more time.
My deepest condolences go to Julie, to their sons, and to all their families. I am thinking of you all and sending you my love and strength during this terribly difficult time.
Julie, you know that you will always be welcome in France. My door will always be open to you.
Rest in peace, dear Cole. Thank you for a friendship that began when we were twelve and lasted a lifetime.
With love,
Sylvie
Sylvie LANG-MAILLET
Cole and I started writing to each other when we were twelve years old. At that time, there were no emails, and receiving one of his letters in the mailbox was always a real joy.
Not long after we began corresponding, the telephone rang at my home. My mother answered and then handed me the phone, saying, “It’s Cole!” I was completely panic-stricken. At twelve, I could write in English, but I had never actually spoken to anyone in the language. I will remember that moment for the rest of my life: hearing Cole’s voice for the first time and doing everything I could to understand him and find the words to answer.
Years later, Cole showed me great trust by sending his eldest son, Jonathan, to stay with us in France. We took Jonathan around Paris and along the Normandy coast, and I sincerely hope he still has fond memories of that trip.
Cole later welcomed my eldest son, Sébastien, into his own home. When Sébastien encountered a problem with his flight, Cole took care of everything and made sure that he arrived safely in Estacada. This was typical of Cole: someone generous, trustworthy and always ready to help.
Cole and I finally had the opportunity to meet in person twice when I travelled to the United States. I also had the pleasure of meeting his wife, Julie, whose warmth, gentleness and kindness touched me deeply.
We shared unforgettable moments together: fishing at sea, walking along the beach, discovering Portland and simply enjoying each other’s company. These memories will always hold a very special place in my heart.
I only wish I could have seen Cole one more time.
My deepest condolences go to Julie, to their sons, and to all their families. I am thinking of you all and sending you my love and strength during this terribly difficult time.
Julie, you know that you will always be welcome in France. My door will always be open to you.
Rest in peace, dear Cole. Thank you for a friendship that began when we were twelve and lasted a lifetime.
With love,
Sylvie
Sylvie LANG-MAILLET
Cole and I started writing to each other when we were twelve years old. At that time, there were no emails, and receiving one of his letters in the mailbox was always a real joy.
Not long after we began corresponding, the telephone rang at my home. My mother answered and then handed me the phone, saying, “It’s Cole!” I was completely panic-stricken. At twelve, I could write in English, but I had never actually spoken to anyone in the language. I will remember that moment for the rest of my life: hearing Cole’s voice for the first time and doing everything I could to understand him and find the words to answer.
Years later, Cole showed me great trust by sending his eldest son, Jonathan, to stay with us in France. We took Jonathan around Paris and along the Normandy coast, and I sincerely hope he still has fond memories of that trip.
Cole later welcomed my eldest son, Sébastien, into his own home. When Sébastien encountered a problem with his flight, Cole took care of everything and made sure that he arrived safely in Estacada. This was typical of Cole: someone generous, trustworthy and always ready to help.
Cole and I finally had the opportunity to meet in person twice when I travelled to the United States. I also had the pleasure of meeting his wife, Julie, whose warmth, gentleness and kindness touched me deeply.
We shared unforgettable moments together: fishing at sea, walking along the beach, discovering Portland and simply enjoying each other’s company. These memories will always hold a very special place in my heart.
I only wish I could have seen Cole one more time.
My deepest condolences go to Julie, to their sons, and to all their families. I am thinking of you all and sending you my love and strength during this terribly difficult time.
Julie, you know that you will always be welcome in France. My door will always be open to you.
Rest in peace, dear Cole. Thank you for a friendship that began when we were twelve and lasted a lifetime.
With love,
Sylvie
Sylvie LANG-MAILLET
My mighty cousin - always quite the man. I was intimidated by you most of my life until you and I helped our grandmother exit this world. You took the lead and made it a beautiful process. Our mothers were not up for that task.
65 years was just not enough. My mind says you are now pain free and that is a good thing. My soul says you are back with your parents as you were a very devoted son. But my heart stings because I will be unable to see the Rock of Gibraltar that was you again. I love you, my dear cousin.
Elizabeth Aguon
My mighty cousin - always quite the man. I was intimidated by you most of my life until you and I helped our grandmother exit this world. You took the lead and made it a beautiful process. Our mothers were not up for that task.
65 years was just not enough. My mind says you are now pain free and that is a good thing. My soul says you are back with your parents as you were a very devoted son. But my heart stings because I will be unable to see the Rock of Gibraltar that was you again. I love you, my dear cousin.
Elizabeth Aguon
My dear cousin, I can't believe your gone. Cancer sucks, and I wish I could have talked with you more. R.I.P. until we meet again.
Love Brad & Jeanna Theander
Brad Theander
My dear cousin, I can't believe your gone. Cancer sucks, and I wish I could have talked with you more. R.I.P. until we meet again.
Love Brad & Jeanna Theander
Brad Theander
My dear cousin, I can't believe your gone. Cancer sucks, and I wish I could have talked with you more. R.I.P. until we meet again.
Love Brad & Jeanna Theander
Brad Theander
Gonna miss you Cole. Nobody wears the turtle like you. RIP.
Marcus stanton
Gonna miss you Cole. Nobody wears the turtle like you. RIP.
Marcus stanton
Gonna miss you Cole. Nobody wears the turtle like you. RIP.
Marcus stanton
Gonna miss you Cole. Nobody wears the turtle like you. RIP.
Marcus stanton
Gonna miss you Cole. Nobody wears the turtle like you. RIP.
Marcus stanton
Gonna miss you Cole. Nobody wears the turtle like you. RIP.
Marcus stanton
Gonna miss you Cole. Nobody wears the turtle like you. RIP.
Marcus stanton
Gonna miss you Cole. Nobody wears the turtle like you. RIP.
Marcus stanton
Gonna miss you Cole. Nobody wears the turtle like you. RIP.
Marcus stanton
May you rest in peace now,know more pain. God Bless you and yours. Sincerely Paula Barker
Paula Barker
May you rest in peace now,know more pain. God Bless you and yours. Sincerely Paula Barker
Paula Barker
May you rest in peace now,know more pain. God Bless you and yours. Sincerely Paula Barker
Paula Barker
May you rest in peace now,know more pain. God Bless you and yours. Sincerely Paula Barker
Paula Barker
May you rest in peace now,know more pain. God Bless you and yours. Sincerely Paula Barker
Paula Barker