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"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved piece, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming - -
WOW-WHAT A RIDE!"
....and knowing my son - those would have been his words to Saint Peter -
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We love you son, you will live on in our hearts for eternity.
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County teen killed in auto accident
By KATRINA CORNWELL
Staff Writer
Kenneth James Ferguson's love for animals inspired his family to remember him with a memorial fund set up at the Humane Society of Dickson County, where he often volunteered.
Mr. Ferguson, 19, died Sunday, Dec. 22, 2002 from injuries sustained in an automobile accident at the Vanderbilt Trauma Center in Nashville. The accident occurred around 4:30 a.m. when his car went off the right side of the road and eventually flipped, ejecting him from the vehicle, said Trooper Jeff Alexander, of the Tennessee Highway Patrol.
The family is planning a rememberance service for him in the Spring.
Yesterday, Kenneth's aunt Lee remembered his visits to the Humane Society, where she was previously agency director.
"He loved animals", Lee Robbins said. "He was good with them. He admired animal's patience. Their unconditional love just amazed him."
Robbins often called on Kenneth and his mother when the animal shelter needed help.
"They helped out whenever I called on them," she said. "They would never say no".
"I just adored him."
A native of Hollywood, Fla., Mr. Ferguson was the son of James and Robin Ferguson, of Dickson. He is also survived by his sisters, Christine, of Dickson, and Kellie, of Traverse, Mich.; grandmother, Mary Ann Ferguson, of Largo, Fla.; grandfathers, H. Kenneth Ferguson, of Traverse City, Mich., Bob Lytle, of Dickson; many uncles, aunts, cousins and friends across the country.
Originally published , Friday, January 3, 2003
Dickson Herold, Dickson, TN 37055
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"...I'm not sure why people die. If you consider life to be a waiting room before heaven, then you might not fear death. Consider this, - there is no certainty in life. Infact, the only thing you can be certain of is that you will die. So, is that the meaning of life??...To die? - It's not a morbid thought... If the true meaning of life was to die, then would that not inspire mankind to take advantage of life's opportunity?"
From his Dec 2002 journal...
Kenneth James Ferguson - 1983-2002
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Merry Christmas From Heaven
I still hear the songs
I still see the lights
I still feel your love on cold wintry nights
I still share your hopes & all of your cares
I'll even remind you to please say your prayers
I just want to tell you you still make me proud
You stand head & shoulders above all the crowd
Keep trying each moment to stay in His grace
I came here before you to help set your place
You don't have to be perfect all of the time
he forgives you the slip If you continue the climb
To my family & friends please be thankful today
I'm still close beside you In a new special way
I love you all dearly now don't shed a tear
Cause I'm spending my Christmas with Jesus this year
If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.
I love you son -
dad...
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It's been two long years son....
On this the 2 year anniversary of Kenneth's death
12/22/04.
He would have been 21 this past September.
What have I learned in the last two years?
That it doesn't get 'better' with time, in fact, I have found that I don't
want to 'get better'. What happens is that it (life) gets 'different'.
Nothing is the same, nothing. You see, Kenneth will never mean 'less' to us,
so therefore it simply can not get better nor can we. Do we cope with the
different? Yes, certainly we do, do we adjust to different? Yes, we, as all
living things go on.
Here are a few other things I have learned in the last two years:
1. It doesn't matter what or who's God you believe in, you talk to him/her
allot, it helps.
2. You only stop crying when your distracted by something else. (Anything
else please)
3. The pain, hidden while distracted, remains intense upon realization.
4. We are but caretakers of our children, they belong to God.
5. When God calls His children home, we must let them go.
6. We mustn't ask why, as the answer is not for us to know.
7. We must remain to fulfill our earthly purpose, even if it is not clear to
us why.
8. I'm not alone in my understanding of the most intense loss you can feel.
9. No matter how hard you pray, ask, beg, you can't take their place to help
ease the pain of their mother.
10. Husbands and Wife's need to be closer, open, forgiving, tolerant and
more loving with each other and each others feelings than they EVER have
been in the past, or thought possible
dad
I hope this helps someone, anyone
"He whom we love and lose,
is no longer where he was before...
He is now wherever we are."
(KJF 9-15-83//12-22-02 RIP)
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12/22/05 - Three years later....and still living my life 5 notes of a tune away from tears - my God the pain - I miss you son. dad
God's Loan
I'll lend you for a little time...a child of mine He said,
For you to love while he lives and mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years..or twenty-two or three,
But, will you, 'til I call him back..take care of him for ME?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you and should his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories..as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay..since all from earth returno
But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.
I've looked this wide world over..in My search for teachers true;
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love..not think the labor vain?
Nor hate Me when I come to call..to take him back again?
I fancied that I heard them say..Dear Lord, Thy will be done.
For all the joy Thy child shall bring..the risk of grief we'll run
We'll shelter him with tenderness..We'll love him while we may,
But should the angels call for him..much sooner than we'd planned.
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes..and try to understand!
Unknown Author
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If tommorow starts without me!
"If tomorrow starts without me, And I'm not there to see, If the sun should find your eyes all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, While thinking of the many things, We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me, As much as I love you, And each time that you think of me, I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me, Please try to understand, that an angel came and called my name, And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready, In heaven far above, And that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away, A tear fell from my eye, for all my life, I'd always thought, I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for, So much left yet to do, it seemed almost impossible, that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays, The good ones and the bad, I thought of all that we shared, And all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday, Just even for a while, I'd say good-bye and kiss you and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized, That this could never be, For emptiness and memories, would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss some tomorrow, I thought of you, and when I did, My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates, I felt so much at home. When God looked down and smiled at me, From His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity, And all I've promised you." Today your life on earth is past, but here life starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow, But today will always last, and since each day is the same way, There's no longing for the past.
So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart, For every time you think of me, I'm right here, in your heart "
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