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Veronica Rogers

Veronica Rogers

Hi. I am Gerard's youngest sibling. My fondest memory will be shared in the celebration but I also recall Gerard dancing and singing (as only he could) at most of our family get togethers and being the 'patriarchal figurehead' who replaced our late dad in saying the toasts and the first speeches of the events. (Somebody's gonna have to step up now...) Gerry seemed shy on the outside but when it came to his God and other loved ones, shyness went out the back door. He also had a quiet intensity about him in the way he did things. His approach to anything he had to do was 'concentrate, limit distractions, get it done on time and get it done right'. This applied to everything: making his house a home, being the head of a household, being a husband and dad, being a big brother, doing BBQ veggies, sports, chess, family event contributions, work, worship leading, friendships and sister-sitting. Ha Ha...yeah he had to baby sister-sit more than once - not often enough. As I read and listen to the comments and memories shared and condolences on the zoom wake and in here, I see I was right in my youthful assessment of his relationship with other people outside the family: he was greatly admired, respected, appreciated and loved. I'm sorry we didn't get to spend more time together and even though I never got to lime with the boys (was always sent home when they hung out under the home of the Ross brothers), I am glad my brothers had fun together. it is good that they were close. That is as it should be in a family. I felt like a celebrity when I visited him at his workplaces and was escorted around on tour or introduced to co-workers. I wish he had more freedom to keep me around and I wished he would tell me what was going through his mind when he made those facial expressions he was famous for making. I loved the way his face lit up whenever his wife came into the room, called him on the phone or was mentioned. I loved the way he excitedly smiled as he lovingly referred to her as, "Wifey" It really touched my heart and made me hope of finding such love of my own. He was such a cool, gentle and kind brother, husband, father, friend, co-worker and surrogate father-figure. Many who had none of their own, saw in him an imperfect yet godly example of what that should look like! I can't speak for my other sibs but I know that he filled that void for both myself and my daughter, Deborah. I will miss him and his facial expressions, (which I may have adopted unintentionally), so be warned if you meet and talk to me and you see that coming out, it's just because iron sharpens iron...okay? He like me, appreciated reading, and self-improvement and books were always an important asset at home and at work. He took me to my first Sunday School when I was not yet born again and I saw for the first time why he couldn't stay home on a Sunday and how he loved his God, whom he has loved ever since he met Him. Now that's a good example!

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