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*Please note*
A memorial service for Owen will be held, in person at St.James Church in Waimea, Hawai'i on Saturday, December 30th at 10 am.

We will gather at Church Row for coffee and a cruise through Waimea at 8 am on December 30th.

There will be a reception to follow: all are welcome.
At 4 pm-sunset, we will gather at Anaehoomalu Bay (Abay) for a paddle out in Owen's honor. 
We hope to see you all there! 

This memorial website was created in memory of our sweet love, Owen Eldridge. Please take some time to read about Owen, and share a tribute, photos, videos, and/or messages. We appreciate you being here. 

Against the beautiful summer skies of Boulder, Colorado, Owen Joshua Eldridge, age 19, passed away suddenly and tragically in a vehicle accident on the 3rd of August, 2023.  To know Owen was to love him, evident in how seamlessly he garnered and cultivated friendships around the world.  From Maine to Michigan, South Carolina to Hawai’i to Boulder, Owen built friendships and family with ease and lit up the lives of those who were lucky enough to exist within his orbit.  

Owen, also lovingly referred to as Dridge, Lil Dridge, and Braddah O, was a loyal and devoted friend who is easily remembered as reliable and present for anyone who needed an extra hand along his path.  He was driven and determined in his work and pursuits of happiness, and actively sought adventure at every turn.  He loved to feel on the precipice of life and worked hard to create an existence that allowed him to be ever-present in the moment.  He was silly and happy and full of love, feeling deeply connected to music and time spent in the ocean.  

Owen arrived on this earth on October 10th, 2003 in Rockport, Maine.  He was born the second son to Whitney Hughes and Joshua Eldridge and was welcomed by his older brother, Andrew.  In 2010, his younger brother Greyson was born, and Owen became the middle of three boys.

Owen attended the Children’s House Montessori School in both Camden, Maine, and Traverse City, Michigan before spending a year traveling with his family throughout the Hawaiian Islands.  Although Owen’s family moved to Hilton Head, South Carolina, where he attended Hilton Head Preparatory Academy, Owen’s heart remained in Hawai’i and he quickly began his persistent effort to return “home.”  With time, he convinced his mother that he needed to move back to Hawai’i, proactively applying and being accepted to Hawai’i Preparatory Academy (HPA) in Waimea at just 14 years old.  Owen’s deep love of the ocean and time spent surfing were significant drivers in his decision, and his connection to the natural world was undeniable.  

Owen graduated from HPA, Ka Makani, in 2022 amongst an incredible group of students and friends. He began school at Spartan College of Aeronautics and Technology in Broomfield, Colorado in the fall of 2022. He was pursuing a degree in Aeronautics Maintenance Technology. Owen was set to graduate in April of 2024.

Owen’s life was truly just beginning, and he was working tirelessly to become the very best version of himself.  He was inherently hard-working, pursuing avenues of entrepreneurship and willing to build a world of happiness and connection to thrive in.  As a teenager he connected with others at every age with ease, repeatedly putting himself out in the world to grow.  He actively sought work and persisted in creating a reputation of reliability, loyalty, and trustworthiness. 

Owen was always full of entrepreneurial ideas. From childhood bake sales to big dreams of owning homes all over the world. He was in the early stages of developing a clothing line he named “Stay Casual,” which his family is looking to pick up the reins on with time. During C19, Owen and one of his best buddies, Eddie, ran a successful car detailing business, Sunny Side Detailing. After spending several weeks in Mexico in July with one of his best friends, Ricky, Owen was actively learning Spanish so he and Ricky could open their dream bar in Mexico.

Owen will be deeply missed and remembered with love by all who knew him.  His tragic and premature passing will be eternally difficult to comprehend and process.  He was an incredibly bright light, tender and funny, beautiful and bold, and his early departure from earth feels incomprehensible.  Owen is survived by his loving mother, Whitney Hughes, and partner Matthew Pierce; his father Josh Eldridge; his ‘ohana of brothers Andrew Eldridge, Greyson Hughes, Adrian Pierce, and Theo Vilmenay, his former stepfather, Chad Hughes, his grandparents Marcia Longmaid, John Longmaid, Ruth Monsell, his Uncle Casey Reynolds and Aunt Ellen Reynolds; cousins Forest and Anders Reynolds; and a multitude of family and friends who loved him deeply.
August 4
August 4
Dear Owen,

One year without you here with us. There are no words to describe the hole in our hearts and souls without you. We love and miss you so much, buddy.
February 22
February 22
Just missing you so much buddy. I look for you everywhere. I listen for your laughter with every inhale I take and exhale I take.
February 4
February 4
I was thinking about Owen too,Everytime I drive by that corner in Boulder.
He is so missed. But sure he is watching over his mom and brother and the people he loved the most .
Abrazos Withney ✨
February 3
February 3
Hello, my beautiful Owen. Today marks 6 months since we last spoke, since we last Face Timed, and since we last opened Snaps from one another. You woke up. Drove to class. You went to Home Depot, and brought your new plants into your new apartment. You got dressed for work, leaving your school clothes on the floor of your bathroom. You decided to ride your bike to work that afternoon. I wish it had been pouring rain, so you would have driven your Tacoma instead. You left work around 7:15 pm, a beautiful, sun-filled evening in Boulder. A few minutes later, a woman would think she had enough time. A woman took a left, hardly slowing to turn, she saw the white car, and she thought she had enough time. She heard your bike. She claims she didn't see you or your bright orange R6. Your precious life ended suddenly. Our lives as we once knew them were slammed into and stripped from us without our permission. We had no control.
Now we stumble and fumble through this darkness. We ache for you.
Owen, my love, you are missed by SO many incredible people. Tonight we honor you with a little 'ohana fiesta party. We will make you a margarita and we will cheers to you. We love you and miss you every second of every day. xoxo -Mom
October 31, 2023
October 31, 2023
Hello my Owen,
It's our 1st Halloween without you. I pour over photos, videos and saved Snap Chats. They aren't enough. I miss you so much. Your hugs, your smile, your phones call and Snaps. All of it.

Love always, Mom
October 10, 2023
October 10, 2023
I love you buddy! Happy 20th birthday my love!! I miss you so much. It's hard to breathe without you.
We were supposed to be in Boulder celebrating together. Instead we place flowers in beautiful places, we make your favorite foods for dinner and we drink a bit of vodka for you. Cheers to you, O.
Love always, Mama
October 10, 2023
October 10, 2023
I'm leaving a tribute to Owen today in the form of flowers, that is, a picture of flowers, flowers he sent. The stunning leis his "Grampy" and I are wearing arrived from Hawaii just before Christmas 2021. They were unexpected, extremely generous of him, and joyously appreciated. We still have John's on display. Our sorrow at losing him will always live in our hearts.
September 25, 2023
September 25, 2023
Today I sat by the sea. The salt water at my feet and the salt water streaming down my face connected as one. A heron zoomed by and crows flew overhead. Your sweet pup, Paniua played with her new sibling, Puako. I sobbed for you. I asked to feel you, to inhale your latest adventure. I miss you, Owen. Every second of every day. Love always, Mom
September 7, 2023
September 7, 2023
O….
This evening marks 5 weeks without hearing your voice on the other end of the line. I pour over photos and videos. I play our saved Snap Chats again and again. I beg the sky to allow me to feel your body as we go in for a hug before we part ways. I look for you on the lake, out at sea, in the clouds, the sunset, everywhere I turn, I will always look for you. I miss you buddy. Way down we go…
September 7, 2023
September 7, 2023
You slide up next to me and place your little hand on mine. 
No words. 
No words from you or words from me. 
You aren’t ready and I don’t need you to be.
My sleep is marked with your big curious eyes. Asking questions without speaking. A thousand lives lived and every time we find each other on our way. 
Discussions in the silence.
Understanding in the air. 
We jump and dance in slow motion, your laughter echoing against my ears. You’ll find us again, I’m sure of it. You always have, and I know deeply that you always will.

Your truck arrives today and I can’t sleep through the night. What can be done with a hollow reminder of the way things used to be? 
A massive relic to reiterate the empty space between the then and the now. 
Your essence still lingering in the air, the unsettling starkness of a seat where you used to sit. 
A tiny universe where the memories still float in the ether, hitting the walls and fragmenting into the space around us. 
A life forever divided between the befores and the afters.
I wake in the night with an anvil on my chest. Wanting to protect your mama from the evidence of this reality. 
Please don’t bring it here and make it real and force us to look so directly at this pain. It isn’t fair. We don’t want it.

My bones. They rattle in my skin. My eyes ache. I try to find peace with a universe indiscriminate in what she takes. No fairness in the pain, no explanation in the randomness.  No sense.
No patterns. 
No answers. No resolutions. 
We don’t get to understand it, no matter how much we search. 

You are a piece of us and we carry you in our hearts. Woven in the fabric of our beings, paramount in the stories we tell. You are ours and you always will be. We stare at the road ahead, unable to comprehend how life can really go on without you. A thousand times we’ll say again– It wasn’t meant to be this way. A life in pursuit of wildness and adventure. A body in need of speed. A constant search to quiet the mind, still the soul, be present in your being. 

The risk was there as an ever present edge just beyond the distance, but you couldn’t see clearly the possibilities before you. They were there of course, but you wouldn’t believe it. How could you ever really, when now they’re here– and we still can’t. 

You aren’t where you want to be, I can feel it to my core. Surrounded by love and wrapped up in the light, confused by your sudden arrival amongst the stars. When I close my eyes my brother is there to receive you. Hold you through the pain. Wrap his arms around you and help you on your way. He doesn’t want to be there either, but I know your presence gives him purpose, and so I thank you for that. Just a few months ago you were both still here. Still breathing. Still earthside. Still alive with chances and hopes and possibilities of tomorrow. I know you’re out there in the waves. Salt against your skin, wind against your face. You rise with the moon and settle with the dust of the earth. You are ours as much as you are your own. And we carry you in our hearts. A deep, enduring, painful and present love. For every day to come, we carry you.

September 1, 2023
September 1, 2023
For Owen, and all who loved him, especially Whitney. The words are from one of my favorite anthems (since 1975) which I sang at two memorial services this summer. It will now always remind me of Owen, lover of nature, and especially the waves.

Deep peace of the running wave to you
Deep peace of the flowing air to you
Deep peace of the silent earth to you
Deep peace of the shining stars to you
Deep peace of the quiet night to you
Moon and stars pour their healing light on you.
Deep peace of love, the light of the world, to you.

Love,
Ru
August 31, 2023
August 31, 2023
Owen,May The Great Spirit guide you through your new adventure, and may he give your family comfort in this great time of need
August 31, 2023
August 31, 2023
Owen was the best coworker I had at the Cork restaurant,always willing to help ,to cheer you up no matter how tired he was ,almost aiming for excellence ,he was a caring soul and I know that know he is looking and blessing all the people he loved from above .He gifted me so many laughs .Fly high Owen ,your forever friend Corina .
August 30, 2023
August 30, 2023
Owen, You taught me so much about what it means to be patient when earning a child’s trust. The first time you really spoke to me in class (when you were three or newly four), it was to tell me about your nighttime dreams. Such a gift! You returned for your second year of preschool with your eyes ablaze, sleeves cut off your t-shirts, and hair gelled into a mohawk. Your wide eyes, your freckles, your impish grin - I see you clearly. And that’s how I will always hold you in my heart. Love, Jackie from Blue Door
August 29, 2023
August 29, 2023
Owen we may not have known each other long but just like everyone that got the chance to know you I will be forever grateful!! ❤️ I promise I'll look after mom
August 29, 2023
August 29, 2023
O, we are thinking of you. I hope you are out there surfing the waves and crusin' with the bass turned up and the windows down.

August 25, 2023
August 25, 2023
Never had enough time together
Thought of you often
The oceans will keep you
August 25, 2023
August 25, 2023
I have so many memories to drawn from, sweet O, and they flood me with no warning throughout the day. Memories of you. Memories of my brother. Images of my brother waiting to take you into the light.
They come on so strong that they drop me to my knees.
Today I’m thinking of a day on spectacle island, playing cards with Ru. You were winning, despite your young age, and I felt excited for you to end the game victorious over all the adults in your circle. You leaned over and asked how to spell a word that I happily began spelling out for you. Grumbles from around the table. He doesn’t need your help!! But of course you did. You were little. Kicking butt. And I would have done anything to help you on that path just to give you a little token of bragging rights amidst your family ❤️ and you beat us all, but I felt like I’d won also

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August 4
August 4
Dear Owen,

One year without you here with us. There are no words to describe the hole in our hearts and souls without you. We love and miss you so much, buddy.
February 22
February 22
Just missing you so much buddy. I look for you everywhere. I listen for your laughter with every inhale I take and exhale I take.
February 4
February 4
I was thinking about Owen too,Everytime I drive by that corner in Boulder.
He is so missed. But sure he is watching over his mom and brother and the people he loved the most .
Abrazos Withney ✨
His Life

19 Walks Around the Sun

August 25, 2023
Owen went to two different Montessori Schools from ages 3-10. In the Montessori classroom you celebrate your birthday by making a photo college poster and doing a sweet walk around the sun ceremony. A candle is lit and the child holds a model of Earth. As the child slowly walks around the candle flame, holding the globe, someone, usually the parent(s) share an important memory or two from each year of the child’s life.

I thought I might do something similar here with you all today. Since you all knew Owen or myself at different ages and stages of his life, hopefully you will get to know Owen a little more before we say A Hui Hou (until we meet again) at the end of this celebration.

Owen was born on a sunny, cool day here in Maine on October 10th, 2003. He became a little brother to Andrew. He was only 2 days early and when he was born he had a lot of really dark brown hair. He was a restless baby and he cried A LOT in the first 6 months.

2004: When Owen turned 1 years old, he started to walk. He still didn’t sleep well at night. He loved his big brother and playing outside. He was a pretty big baby and I carried him everywhere I went.

2005: When Owen was 2 he starting to talk a lot more. He spent most of his time with me and his big brother. We took him skiing for the 1st time and he ended up with a buckle fracture in his left tibia (it wasn’t his fault).

2006: When Owen was 3 years old he started attending the Blue Door classroom at The Children’s House here in Camden. Even though he was extremely shy, quiet and observant, he quickly made friends and settled into at least one side of the classroom. He loved fire trucks and all types of diggers. He loved to hike in the woods and jump in leaf piles. Owen loved pasta, mashed potatoes, hot coco and mint chocolate chip ice cream.

2007: During his 4th year, we moved again, into a beautiful home on Limerock Street in Camden. We had a swing set and a dog named Izzie. Owen learned to ride a 2 wheeler, he loved dinosaurs, Legos and he really started to kick up his dance moves. He loved all things pirate. He was so happy and goofy. He loved to make us all laugh and lifted our moods during the colder, darker months.

2008: At 5 years old, he started Kindergarten in Blue Door. By now his best friends, besides his older sibling, were Caleb and Aidan. He showed his need for speed early on as he cruised all around on his battery powered 4-wheeler. Owen’s love for the ocean was evident as we took family vacations to Florida, Spectacle Island and Captiva.

2009: Age 6. With family trips to Atlantis and the Cayman Islands, Owen really started getting into fish and sharks. His love for fishing only grew and his knowledge of things that live in the sea continued to amaze us. Owen continued to get more comfortable around others and his singing and dancing cracked us all up. He loved to ride his bike, hike, explore, eat pasta and roast marsh mellows. He also got really into gardening. Anyone ever see Owen with all of his kale?

2010: 1st grade. When O was 7, his younger brother, Greyson was born. The connection was immediate. Owen could be found snuggling and playing with Greyson, he was even eger to help with the diaper changes. Because a new baby and one dog wasn’t enough, we got a Boston Terrier puppy. The boys named him Chewbacca. Owen could be found riding his scooter in the driveway, sneaking mint chocolate chip ice cream out of the freezer for breakfast or praticting his signature handstands. He even took over the dance floor at his Uncle AJ and Aunt Jaime’s wedding.

2011: 2nd grade. We moved to Traverse City, MI and Owen quickly become good friends with Carson and Issac. Owen started researching things like Alcatraz and BMX biking. We took an incredible family trip to St. John. Owen fell in love with kayaking and snorkeling. Owen was also an avid snowboarder by now.

2012: Age 9. With his hat on backwards and his coffee grinder perfected, Owen could be found rapping Eminem, shooting hoops or tearing up the BMX track with Carson. With me in grad school, 3 kids and 2 dogs, our lives felt very busy. We still made time for pool parties with friends, weekends at The Great Wolf Lodge, family outings to Moomers and holidays with extended family.

2013: Double digits. So much snow to play in in Northern Michigan!

Owen’s light shined bright at school. He and his buddy, Carson started a detailed campaign to raise funds for an outdoor, 1/2 court basketball hoop. Can after can, 10 cents at a time, bake sales and donations lead to the court being built. The two even got interviewed by the local news! Deeply engaged in his projects, Owen’s leadership, determination and work ethic were already profound.

2014: Part 1

4th grade. Snowboarding, basketball, soccer, tennis, hiking the Sleeping bear Dunes, gingerbread house decorating contests, talent shows with friends, pool parties, Nerf war battles, playing in the sandbox with his bros, a long summer in Maine with family, seeing Eminem live in NYC. And cousin Forest is born!

We packed a lot into this year. We were also gearing up for our family gap year traveling the Hawaiian Islands.

It was very difficult to say good bye to our family in Maine. Uncle Casey, Aunt Ellen, Baby Forest, Grammie Marcia and Herbie, Grampa John, Auntie Lauria and many others.

2014: Part 2. We land on Oahu. Owen was determined to learn to surf. We were supposed to be following a homeschooling curriculum, instead we learned and soaked up as much Hawaiian history and culture as possible.  From Honolulu to Ko Olina. Owen turned 11 years old and we were off to Maui. Surfing Pua Mana, milkshakes at The Cool Cat, Christmas in Hana and Hamoa Beach and then, New Years on Hawai’i Island, watching surfing and sunsets at Puako, these are some of our fondest memories.

2015: We spent several months exploring The Big Island and we feel in love. From Mauna Lani, to Waimea, Hilo and Volcano, we knew that we would be leaving a piece of our heart on island.

We hopped over to Kauai and surfing Hanalei quickly became a daily adventure. Bake sales and skate park trips with neighborhood friends, boogie boarding in the huge rain puddles in the street, hiking the Napali Coast with the Collins family, and family singalongs to Makua Rothman and the Jack Johnson’s Curious George soundtrack. Owen and his singing…never in tune, always on point.

2016: A big move to Hilton Head Island, culture shock and the official start of middle school. Slippers mostly replaced by Sperry boat shoes. The beaches and ocean are beautiful, but the surf conditions not great. Owen rolled with it, literally hopped on his bike looking for new friends and became passionate about catching red fish. He gained a great group of friends, Wyatt, Gunnar, Owen B, Jimmy, Sam, he gave the football team a chance. After one season he proclaimed that he couldn’t play that sport again if he didn’t grow over the summer. He played basketball, biked all over Sea Pines, and started to play golf. We enjoyed holidays with Maine family. Hurricane Matthew was destructive and we were grateful our home was left standing.

2017: 7th grade at Hilton Head Prep…Go Dolphins. haha…

This is when Owen decided that he was moving back to Hawai’i Island as soon as possible. He knew he had to get his grades up and started researching high schools were he could surf. His Google searches landed on Hawaii Prep and that was it. Owen, driven, determined, focused on what he enjoyed and loved. I am not sure he ever listened to the word no. Owen was a "yes, I can and I will," kinda kid.

2018: 8th grade and turning 14 years old. Owen played hard, and worked hard with Wyatt’s family doing catering and working at Miss Amanda’s incredible restaurant, Pomadori. He used to come home and wave his stacks of cash in our faces. Smiley face. After Owen got accepted into HPA as a full time boarding student, we traveled to Hawai’i Island again and he spent 3 weeks in HPA’s  summer program. He wanted to make sure he was making the right decision by leaving SC and his family and close friends and moving almost 5000 miles away.

2019: Freshman Year. Owen lived in the dorms at HPA. He played his music too loud. Cooked red lentil curry and kale in the small dorm kitchen, spent a lot of money at KTA and made some great friends, Ricky, Eddie, Dom, Mason, Maile, Maddie, Camile, Cade, Kamu, Jordan, just to name a few…shout out to those of you that are here with us today.

2020: Greyson and I move back to Hawaii. Owen is now a 1/2 day student, 1/2 boarding student. He promptly gets caught trying to steal a 6 pack of Mike’s Hard Lemonade (on my watch). I believe it was even pink lemonade and a bag of chips. I get mad and disappointed. He gets his cell phone taken away and tight parental controls put on his cell phone. We get even closer. Owen is ban from all Foodlands for an entire year! I get very frustrated when he asks me buy him groceries. We explore the island a ton and watching him surf Paniua was one of my favorite things to do. I used to jog down to the coast early in the morning and Snap him a “mom surf report” while he was usually still asleep.

Then there is Covid 19 and lock down. Life is turned upside down We are scared and we are so grateful to be on island. Andrew moves on island with us and I have 3 kids with 3 different Zoom school schedules. I am a school counselor and in private practice and we live in a hot condo. We all got a lot closer. Also, Owen takes off and stays with Tain, Eddie and Camille a lot. These kids know how to laugh and have fun.

2021: Junior year. Working on trucks, driving dirt bikes, hiking to water falls, brings home a puppy, gets pulled over.. a lot. Put on the damn mudflaps on the 4 Runner and take the dark tint off the windows! Late night drives to Kona and Kohala, detailing cars, working at Lava Lava and Merriman’s. One online homework assignment after another. Thank you Maile for helping us all through that Junior Year. Saying good bye to great friends as they head off to college.

2022: Owen did it! Senior year at HPA. Capstone with Mr. Quayle. More car detailing, more working at Merriman’s, making bank, traveling to Boulder, Greece, New York City, Aruba, Miami, Maine and then back to Boulder, back to school. Working on airplanes, turning 19 years old with me and Matt by his side. Us crusin Boulder together, talking story, playing the bass, riding the canyons, going to concerts at Red Rocks and somehow getting into UC parties. Boxing, painting, singing, dancing, attending Spartan College of Aeronautics and technology and sending me Snap Chats every day.  Blue Heart emoji.

2023: New Year’s in Maine with all of us. Hiking Mt. Battie. Hugging cousins, wrestling with Greyson and Adrian. Beer pong and Cards Against Humanities.

Owen’s first winter in Boulder, snowboarding, meeting new people, studying. All of us were together in May in San Fran for Andrew’s college graduation. The last time I hugged Owen. The last time we all laughed together in person.

Just a short few weeks ago, Owen and Ricky were chilling in Mexico, taking shots, meeting beautiful people, buying machetes and hiking through the jungle. Owen was in Hawaii, he got to surf Waipio, talk story with friends and jump into the warm Pacific. Owen was in Seattle. He was in Boulder. He was so excited to be moving into a new apartment with Zeke and Lenny. He was riding his bike with Nico. He was working long hours at The Boulder Cork with his amazing team there. He was baking cookies, making people laugh and Face Timing me while he walked the aisles at Target and Home Depot.

Owen would have been 20 years old on October 10th. He would be stressed about FAA exams, be living it up on The Hill, making the new place smell like garlic and curry. He would be making money, planning his next trip and continuing to learn Spanish so he and Ricky could open that bar in Mexico and he could buy his dream house in Hawaii.

Recent stories

19th birthday

October 10, 2023
One year ago today I was lucky enough to sit down to dinner and go shopping in Boulder with Owen and his amazing Mother. I'm so grateful for this memory.  We talked and laughed and shopped and ate dinner at a little Italian place. Owen loved his Italian food. I think we had Italian food all but one night we were there. Sitting there listening to Owen talk about his plans and laugh with Whitney about stories they shared from there past will stay with me forever. At the end of dinner they brought out a little cake with a birthday candle in it and we sang happy birthday. Happy Birthday Owen we love you!! 

Favorite memories

September 1, 2023
I have a few indelibly special memories of Owen to share.
1. He is 11, and stoically sitting for my son Jordan to cut a 5 minute silhouette portrait of him, backwards baseball cap and all. He is doing it because his mom wanted it.

2. He is 13 and we're celebrating en masse a family reunion on Spectacle Island. I teach him to play Quiddler, a word card game, and he picks it up like a whiz and beats me and his grandad first time around. I'm impressed and tout him to the others!
A day later everyone takes the boat to another island for picnicing, swimming and hiking. Owen is the last off the boat, saying he'll swim in to shore. He treats us to an astonishing backwards flip off the boat! I'm doubly impressed!

3. It is a couple of days before Christmas, 2021. A long box arrives at our house in Charleston. It is from Owen and contains two leis from Hawaii! Mine is gorgeous purple orchids. I am blown away by his gift and wear it out to dinner before I sing my concert. John's lei is the indelible kind, and has been hanging up where I can see it every day since, reminding me of his generosity and loving spirit.

4.Last summer. We are all gathered for his cousins' joint birthday party. Forest is turning 8 and Anders 6. Owen comes right over to John and me and gives us giant hugs. As we talk I feel a well-spring of joy bubbling up over the transformation of the diffident, sullen teenager with a tendency to find trouble, now having become a charming, warm, outgoing, well spoken, confident young man who knows where he's heading and what he wants. He said, "yeah, I've learned a whole lot from my mistakes in  the past!" Not an easy thing to admit. We were so proud of him.

One or 2 days later John and I were walking around Rockport Harbor and left the road to head for our favorite area of great rocks to sit on and drink in the view. As we sat, I glimpsed a young man with his back to us, leaning against a big tree and reading a book and thought "how nice." It was an unexpected treat when he got up and came to us! It was, of course, Owen. More happiness-inducing conversation. How I wished I'd had my cell phone on me and snapped a bunch of pictures. It was the last time we were to see him. Throughout the year ahead he was to have many lengthy phone conversations with Grampy, all of which meant so much to John.

I wish I had known him all his life, as John did, but he'll always be in my heart and an inspiration to me.

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