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In Loving Memory  Of "Bo"

November 2, 1962 - May 28, 2004

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<<Bo & Brittany

 

William Henry Nichols "Bo"

November 2, 1962 - May 28,2004.

 

He was the quite, shy guy is loved and missed much by his family, friends, and all those people whom knew him personally from the town of Clover, South Carolina. To many, Bo was the guy that everybody wanted as a friend and can remember that shy "little" grin that he had shared with many. He was a hard working man, loving son and father whom not only shared his life in Union but also shared a life from Clover, where he left many family and friends. He left most of all beautiful daughter, whom only got to share her daddy for ten years of her life. She wishes often that she could touch his face one more time. Not only did he leave a now eleven-year old daughter but he also he left his mom, sister, brothers, uncles, aunts, cousins and the many, many friends that when you mention his name, he is remembered and missed very much. 

At the age of 41, Bo went home to be with our Heavenly father. Dear son, daddy, brother, we are all going to miss you and wish that you were here, but we know that you are celebrating with Jesus. And each time we look into the sky and see that "Bright Shinning Star", we know that your rays of light are shinning down on us. You always be in our hearts.

 

We LOVE you and MISS you, more than words can be spoken.

 

 We often talk about all the good times that we shared within our families. We miss you and love you - and we also wish that we had one more chance to tell you those very words. On that Friday, May 28, 2004 around 1:35 PM will always be the day the good Lord called you home from your family in Union and your family in Clover.

 

His daughter sends a message to her daddy, "Daddy, I love you and miss you every, every day- every,every minute, and every, every second. And I wish I could talk to you more time, share one more moment with you. Daddy, Monday is Memorial Day, the day to honor heroes. Daddy, I buried you on Memorial Day and you are my unsung hero. Daddy, I know that you are watching me from the Heavens above. Daddy, it has been a hard year with not only loosing you but also loosing my 5th grade teacher as well. She went home to be with the Lord on February 16, 2005. My teacher died from a brain aneurysm. Daddy, I know that now my teacher can share those times that I shared with her, talking about you. I know that the two of you are now rejoicing with Jesus. I remember the both of you daily and share my feelings with other classmates as well. Daddy, be proud of me - after such a long, hard year, I am now going to the sixth grade. I wish you were here to share my proud moments. Daddy, I know that I can share those moments with you looking down from above and in my heart. Daddy, not only do I miss you so very much but aunt Cathy does too. She talks about you and wishes that you had not moved so far away. Daddy, now we can share all of you within our hearts. Mama Nichols often talks about you and misses you so very much, for this past Mother’s Day was the first one without you being there. Daddy, life is just not the same without you here, but we know that oneday we will get to see you again. Daddy, we love you and miss you and wish I could only share one more Father’s Day with you. Daddy, I wish you were here so that I could send you a Father’s Day Card, but I can only share those moments with in my heart and those times that I visit your gravesite. For those daughters or sons whom fathers are living, please remember and respect your father because mine is gone. Now, I must grow up daddy, without you and will only be able to know and remember you in my heart that you are watching me from above. Daddy, I want you to be proud of me - I am trying hard but I hurt for you. I pray that God gives me strength each and every day."


My daddy died from injuries received while working as a service technician in Union, SC on Friday, May 28, 2004. And now, he is with our heavenly Father filling an even bigger dream, the dream that we wait for one day.

 

God Bless those whom have lost a loved one and stand by them each day to offer them your prayers and strength. When a loved one is lost, the hurt and pain is so very real, and the person is missed so much.

 

But with God all things are possible.

 

We miss you and love you - from your daughter, mama Nichols, your sister, and brothers

 

Dear Daddy,

 

It’s been a year since your death, and I miss you so very much, the pain is so real, but I know that you are happier,

for you are with Jesus. Daddy, I found a poem that  shows how I feel and as you are looking down, remember I know that you are that "bright shinning light". Daddy, I know that you are my shining light that burns within my heart. I love you and miss you so much.

 

And God Said...

 

I said, "God, I hurt."

And God said, "I know."

I said, "God, I cry alot"

And God said, "That is why I give you tears."

I said, "God, I am so depressed."

And God said, "That is why I give you Sunshine."

I said, "God life is so hard."

And God said, "That is why I give you loved ones"

I said, "God my love one died."

And God said, "So did mine."

I said, "God, it is such a loss."

And God said, "I saw my son nailed to a cross."

I said, " God but your loved one lives."

And God said, "So does yours."

I said, "God, where are they now?"

And God said, "Mine is on MY right and your ‘DAD’ is in the Light."

I said, "God, it hurts."

And God said, "I know."

Author Unknown

 

 


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