CUTLER – We Miss you already Dad. Those Kiddos miss their Grampa. We are gracious that you are in a better place, Free from Pain, and undoubtedly enjoying previously departed Loved ones. We are Proud that you are our Dad.
As a Son and Brother, Free Free was loved, and perhaps the mischief maker. Grammy Patience and Grampa Jack and your siblings Mona, Trudy and Victor Made the Meyer Family.
As a boy, the Toe head Surfer frequented southern Maine Beaches from the Cape to OOB. He was particularly fond of his Aunt Carlene, Uncle George and cousin Dawn of Liberty, and cousins Billy and Lorraine from Princeton.
As an Athlete you inspired us to be our best. Though never matching “Lefties” 40 point game, we strived to give it our best on the court or field. This tenacity never left your body, always vocalizing your stance and calling the plays from the stands…your presence was noted and was remembered by many.
As a Marine, you were admirable. The purple and bronze medals and various colored ribbons, cannot depict your true sacrifice to this Country. We cannot fathom a young man being lost in a jungle for 70 plus days, getting shot, riddled with metal, eaten by A-Orange and dealing with the atrocities of war. The Corp is proud, your Family is Proud, your Brothers are Proud. This Country is Proud. Semper FI
As a Person, you showed us how to be and not. You weren’t perfect, but that’s ok. You rolled the dice, pulled the slots, and lived life on your terms. Some of us chose paths similar, sooner, some will get back on later. It is consoling to know, you were with the Lord during this earthly stay.
As chef Zig-Mont…we remember you for the tasty concoctions you whipped up. Even though the process and ingredients were somewhat unorthodox, the outcome was always edible.
As a tradesman, those nails were bent and some cuts crooked, but you knew enough to be dangerous. You built us a Home in Beddington, and constructed many memories along the way.
As a Talker, we were at awe at how many people you knew, and how you could strike up a conversation with anyone and their sister. Perhaps that trait was honed as a Life Guard at OOB and Wassamski Springs, and later made known at the VFW in Portland. Perhaps that’s why we’ve been visited by Butterfly’s.
As a Husband…ahhh…Perhaps that wasn’t your best role… though you did it often, it could have used some improvement…Practice didn’t produce perfection…But we thank Natalie, Linda, and Jean for doing their best…while Cathy showered you with love and support.
As a Dad, not really sure how many offspring are really out there…but those whom we know about realize you were one of a kind. “Bob” never showed, but Autumn was finally found. Jonas joined the Party, while Ziggy, Adam and Becky always were around. We loved your stories, the spur of the moment road trips, and being with you while fishing and hunting.
As bampa-grampa Ziggy, we appreciated the frequent visits with Riley, Skylar, Phoenix and Cyrus. You have had an everlasting impact on them, and Kaleb, Kendrick, Alex and Naomi. He always wanted his family around him, making the effort to visit, frequently traveling hundreds of miles to see them, even when sickness was taking it’s toll.
With your Voice, speaking some of your final words, Let it be Known…”I fought for my Country and am sick, being 100% service connected disabled, my sight, heart, kidneys…have failed…my body has failed. My mind is here. Where is the VA? Where is my wheelchair? Where has my care been? Did I not earn it? Did I not sacrifice for it? Why did they let me fall? They broke my hip, failed to fix it, infected me. Why did they take my House, I was hospitalized? I can’t read a notice in the paper when I am blind and in the hospital! The Bank should not be able to do that. It is not right. My kids care for me. It is not my Kids responsibility to care for me. It’s the VA’s. They have their own children to care for. Where is the VA? They left me to die. That’s wrong. Don’t let my Brothers die. Like you have let me…”
SO…With honor, sadness, and reprieve… the merciful hands of the Lord brought home one of his servants on June 25th 2014. Siegfried was released from his burdening bodily constraints, to embark on a more heavenly journey. With Faith and Loyalty, We thank you, miss you and love you…Rise…Love Light…Shine Bright.
Any and All Family, Friends, Brothers and Acquaintances are invited to a Remembrance Gathering for Siegfried Hans Meyer that will be offered on July 19th 2014 at Noon at the Former Cutler Navy Base located at 1451 Cutler Road, Cutler, Maine. Donations can be made in his honor to any local lottery agent, or your Favorite Casino…Oorah!!