Memorial created 01-7-2008 by
June 20 1985 - July 5 2003
In loving memory of James C. Flanagan...a wonderful husband, father, grandfather & great grandpa.
Jan. 12,1927 - Dec. 27, 2011
If some lives form a perfect circle, Others take shape in ways we can not always predict or understand. Loss has been a part of my journey, But it has also shown me what is precious, So has a love that I can only be grateful for.
We'll always remember
that special smile,
that caring heart,
that warm embrace,
you always gave us.
You being there
for Mom and us
through good and bad times,
no matter what.
We'll always remember
you Dad because
they'll never be another one
to replace you in our hearts,
and the love we will always
have for you.
What Makes A Dad
God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it ... "DAD
Eulogy written by daughter Patti...
Good morning.....When our Aunt Millie passed away, Mom & Dad read the eulogy I had written. Dad looked at me and asked who would do this for him. I said "I will Dad". He smiled at me and said it would be very hard to do. You were right Dad! So please bear with me.
Dad was born Jan.12, 1927 to Catherine & James Flanagan. He is the eldest of 8 children. After 4 years of marriage and no children our Grandma & Grandpa were working with a Buffalo adoption agency when Dad decided to make his appearance.
As a very young boy Dad nearly died from a ruptured appendix. He was given the Last Rites at that time. Growing up Dad was a mischevious little boy. We have heard stories of how he started a Model T on fire and put sugar in gas tanks.
When World War II broke out, Dad decided he wanted to join the Navy. Since he was only 17, his mother had to sign permission papers. He was stationed in Trinidad, working in the drydocks as the ships came in for repairs.
Before he left, he had been dating Mom. She worked at a soda fountain with his mother. When Dad came in to visit his mother, she tried to fix them up. For Dad it was love at first sight. Mom not so much....We`re sure glad you changed your mind.
Dad`s love for Mom was a true inspiration. They shared 64 years and 3 months of marriage. Dad always made sure Mom was well taken care of and when he no longer could do it himself, he wanted us to be sure Mom ate well and got her rest. He had someone buy her flowers and candies on special occasions. Before he went into Hildebrandt Hospice Home, Dad ordered Christmas gifts for Mom, telling her that he wouldn`t be able to get out to a store. I`m sure Mom will treasure those gifts. Dad`s love for Mom is a wonderful example for us all.
Dad always took great care of his family,sometimes working 2 jobs to support us. He was a cook at Vic & Irv`s, a factory worker at Hickock, a signalman for the railroad and a machinist & foreman at Gleason Works. Gleason`s was a job he really loved. He was very respected there. When Ted, myself & Jim each started at Gleason`s we would hear the praise of how hardworking Dad was, a great boss & a true asset to the company.
Dad enjoyed bowling, golf, playing cards & hunting. As his health deteriated, he resorted to watching TV..westerns, Law & Order & of course the Bills games among his favorites. He was also a voracious reader! He loved his pasta, a good steak dinner, burgers from Charlies & mostly his nightly snack of ice cream. But what he loved most was spending time with his family! He was blessed with a loving wife, 7 children, 23 grandchildren, & 19 great grandchildren! Our times together were so much fun, with Dad being the center of our family.
In Sept. 2010, Dad was chosen to go on the Rochester Honor Flight to Washington, D.C. His grandson Chad was his guardian on the trip. What an honor and privilege it was to escort grandpa as he and other World War II vets were given the gift of thanking them for the service they gave to their country. We were glad that Dad had this opportunity before his health failed.
When Dad received the diagnosis of terminal cancer, his first response was, "I wonder what it is like on the other side." It was never, "Why me?" He received the news with such dignity and grace. That is due to his strong faith in God. When dad could no longer attend church, he was comforted by visits from Fr. Bart & Drew, who brought him communion, allowing Dad to stay close to his Lord.
Do not weep for Dad today. He has gone to his heavenly reward. He was greeted by his family members who have gone before him & by our babies who have only known a heavenly home. But the first angel to greet dad was his grandaughter Becky. She wrapped her angel wings around him & is surely showing her Grandpa all the wonder & beauty of God`s garden.
Our tears today are for our loss of a loving & devoted husband, a loving & giving Dad, Grandpa, Papa & Great Grandpa, a role model & second father to his sons-in-law....a big brother, uncle, cousin, friend & neighbor.
Could I have Dad`s grandchildren & great grandchildren please stand for a short moment...as I have a message from Grandpa.
Grandpa, Papa, Great-grandpa welcomed each of you with open & loving arms. He could always get a smile out of you. Grandpa loved each of you equally the same. Recently he told us that he didn`t have any favorites. You were all special to him. He celebrated your accomplishments & shared in your sorrows. He was a man for you to admire & respect. A man who had honorable values & always put family first. YOU are his legacy & he was very proud of each of you. You are so fortunate to have such an example of dignity, patience, understanding, kindness & most importantly LOVE.
Live up to that legacy. I know he will watch over each one of you! Thank you.
I asked family members to share a few words about Dad. What I heard was that he was a gentleman & a gentle man. He was a man who always liked to look his best...as one family member said "He was a dapper dresser". One grandson said if he could be half the man his Grandpa was, he will have lived a very good life.
He was kind, quiet, helpful, supportive, a hard worker, a moral man, courageous & strong...a man of integrity. He was a teacher, a giving,generous & honest man.
Dad had a wonderful sense of humor. He often would alleviate our visits with laughter. He helped us as much as we tried to help him. His smile was so contagious!
He was our hero, our friend & will be dearly missed.
There are so many people we would like to thank.
Drew for bringing the Lord to Dad with his visits & communion.
All Dad`s Drs. who gave us the gift of time.
Verna & Phil (Dad & Mom`s neighbors) who kept watch over them & would get their mail each day.
Gerry Lynch (Mom`s cousin) who took Dad & Mom on many fun-filled adventures. her kindness will always touch our hearts.
Thanks to the wonderful people at Hildebrandt Hospice Home. They gave Dad such kind & loving care allowing us to spend time with dad as his wife & children & not as his caregivers. They are truly earth angels.
Thanks to our family & friends who comforted us with prayers & concern.
When we would leave Dad to go home, either from his house, the hospital or the hospice home...Dad always gave us a hug & kiss. He would then always say " I love you".
It`s our turn to say "Thank you dad! We love you!".
AN IRISH POEM
Who is that man with the gentle face,
Who in his youth kept a hectic pace,
To provide for his family all that he could,
Who is that man so giving and good?
Who is that man with the ready smile,
Who always took time to sit for a while?
He was there when his family needed him there
Who is that man with the grey in his hair?
Who is that man who encouraged us all
Helping us up when we took a fall?
Spending a lifetime extending his hand...
Who is that kind, compassionate man?
Who is that man we all adore,
The man who these words of devotion are for?
I`ll tell you with all the love that I can,
OUR DAD is that truly exceptional man!
To those I love and those who love me
When I am gone, release me,
let me go I have so many things to see and do.
You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears,
Be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you my love, you can only guess
How much you gave to me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown,
But now it's time I traveled on alone.
So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must,
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It's only for a while that we must part
So bless the memories within your heart.
I won't be far away, for life goes
For if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near,
And if you listen with your heart,
you'll hear All of my love around you soft and clear.
And then, when you must come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile and "Welcome Home".
Your battle is now over, no more tears flowing down your cheek,
no more pain, no more suffering, now you are no longer weak.
I still do not understand why this had to happen to you,
but I am proud to say you are my dad, the greatest man I ever knew.
Now you are my Angel, so spread your wings out wide,
... please wrap them around me whenever you see me cry.
Our time together was memorable and God took you way too fast,
But the most precious thing to me was you being there for my first breath,
and me being there for your last.
You’re Sons Love for Christmas
By James Michael Flanagan
My Mother My Father I want you to know.
The Love that I have for you never stops to grow.
From toddler to teen you helped keep me clean.
Not only in body but Spirit and Faith.
The days of that youth have come and past.
But you’re Love for me and mine for you both will always last.
Now that I am older with a family of my own.
I take all these gifts you have given me to be shared
And be shone.
I pray for you both each day and each night.
Because of all these things you have taught me.
I know that is what is right.
God has blessed me deeply to watch you grow older.
And still be there to look over my shoulder.
On earth and in Heaven I know this will be.
The love for your only son.
And the love for you both from me.
Letter From Heaven
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say. But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above. Here, there's no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night. That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through. God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone. As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on. I need you here badly, you're part of my plan. There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man,"
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do. And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight. God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years. Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears. But do not be afraid to cry: it does relieve the pain. Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned. If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand. But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over. I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb; But together we can do it by taking one day at a time. It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too; That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain; Then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain." And now I am contented...that my life was worthwhile. Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low; Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. When you're walking down the street and you've got me on your mind; I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go....from that body to be free. Remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.
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