Brian was an amazing man that touched countless lives while he was with us. We would like to encourage you to share your "Brian Stories" with us as a way to remember everything that Brian meant to so many individuals.

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Hailey-- Granddaughter, Sep 21, 2014
Really missing you lately grandpa. I will you see you again someday. I am truly blessed to have someone so amazing watching over me. I love you so much grandpa.


Steve-- Son, Nov 12, 2013
Talked to Christy on the phone the other day and we went down memory lane. We talked about Sunday morning breakfasts at Perkins; building the rock walkway off the front porch; watching M*A*S*H at dinner time from the dining room table; secretly staying awake and sitting outside our bedrooms, so we could hear you watching Johnny Carson. So many great memories!
Miss you - love you!


Christopher L. Stewart-- Stepson, Apr 05, 2013
The other night I ate chicken nuggets with ketchup. Something that Brian started. Yum. Just thinking of you.


Fred McCartney
Nice work, Thanks


Jennifer-- Grandaughter., Feb 13, 2012
3 years. I love you gramps. I miss you.


Hailey-- Granddaugter, Feb 12, 2012
I miss you grandpa! Love you tons! You will always be in my hearts<3


Jennifer-- Granddaughter, Sep 08, 2011
Happy Birthday Grandpa. I love you.


Christy-- Daughter, Mar 08, 2011
Should you gaze upon us now, you would witness your family united. On fire with passion to live this dream of coming together... Team Calypso. All the while, our eyes set on...I'll tell the truth.. having FUN! And that, in itself, is our way of honoring you.
I will honestly say that I miss you every day... and each day makes me more grateful for the days you were with me.
Steve nailed it when he said "he has bequeathed them a legacy more precious than gold... a spotless name"..... I am overwhelmed that you lived your life to gift us honesty, integrity, love for God, and a sincere celebration of life every day.


Steve-- Son, Feb 07, 2011
He was faithful and true, discharging with fidelity every trust confided to his keeping. While he as not left large earthy riches to his afflicted family, he has bequeathed them a legacy more precious than gold, more imperishable than monumental brass - a spotless name.


Christy-- Daughter, Nov 15, 2010
Dad, the most amazing course of events have aligned for the joining of your sons and daughter, daughter-in-laws and son-in-law -- all to come together for one great family icon/project/hub... the Calypso, Wait and see what this family of yours has in store... together..... as you always intended us to be.


Christy-- Daughter, Sep 17, 2010
Dad, You won't believe what's happening now.... I know you are smiling and doing that "dad" WOW body language.

Happy Birthday - - September has been a pretty amazing month for your family.
Loving you.... Christy


Jenn
Happy Birthday. Love you


Christy-- Daughter, Jun 19, 2010
To Brian Parker. I miss you so much dad. But every day I understand more and more how lucky I was to have you with me. I won't lie, I hate walking down the isles in stores lined with father's day cards. .. but I remind myself to rejoice that you are part of me, still watching over me and all of us. I can't wait to see your beautiful face again some day. I miss you ..... like crazy. Christy


Jennifer-- Grand daughter, May 05, 2010
Grandpa!

You would've been so proud of your kids the other weekend! They raced and crewed the Calypso. It was an amazing weekend, and a reason for the whole family to come together and remember you. I could tell you were there (very clever having Steve be the only one with luck with the boat) It was an overwhelming feeling because we all knew this was something we wouldn't be doing if it weren't for you. So you were constantly on all of our minds the whole weekend.

We all miss you and love you.
Everyday.

Love you gramps!

P.S. I'm getting married in a week and I wish so badly you could be there. But you will be won't you?


Christy-- Daughter - Louie, Feb 16, 2010
Dad, I want you know that I can feel you here with me. I can. The stories and wisdom that you shared with us is being passed to your grandchildren.

Please let it be true that you can look down on us now and see for yourself that your desire for this family to be a safe haven and strong support ("I've got your back") has surpassed even your expecations and is living proof of your direction for us.

A friend of mine wrote: "I know how very close you were to your dad, and it saddens me deeply that you have been deprived of his love and support so soon. Remember , though, that your father's spirit lives in you as strongly as ever and that your happiness is his immortality"

All of that is true.... AND your spirit lives through all of us who believe in your unending faith in the power of family. Of love. Please let it be true that you can see the strength of my brothers who carry on the amazing power of family to their own children.

To Steve, who is single handedly carrying on our joint dream to resurrect the Calypso and keep it in our family where it most certainly belongs - - not just now, but for generations to come.

When I leave this life.. I selfishly want you to stand with me: to hear your voice, be on the receiving end of one of your hugs that make my ribs sore.. and your wisdom that makes the most scary of times seem... managable....and then in fact just a small obsticle toward the next adventure - - - "and Louie.... don't delay.... you have this... what are you waiting for.. I'll be there with you."

Dad... I need to believe that you are. And... I do.

I love you dad. Every day.
Christy


Mike
I love you. I know you wouldn't really love the music I was apart of, but I sure know you'd be proud of me. We can all learn to be proud of each other from you. Thanks for everything you ever did, thanks for teaching us to love and thanks for being in my life.


Christopher Stewart-- Step son, Feb 13, 2010
February 14th 2010
We love and miss you Brian.
I'll never forget how much fun we had in Seattle. I really enjoyed the special tour of all the spots you took us to. The malt shop, the dike where Ronda and I caught the little blue crabs and a drive by of where you use to live, not to mention the pier, that was always fun the old curiosity shop and Ivars. Oh add a ride on the trolly. Your spirit keeps us strong and our family makes us even stronger. Thanks.


Jennifer-- grand daughter, Dec 24, 2009
Merry Christmas Grandpa.
We were all thinking of you last night when we ate our strawberry waffles. We love you and miss you very much.


Kathy
Honey,

There isn't a day that goes by without me thinking of you. You were truly my better half.

Your garden is growing more beautiful every day. I know how much you loved it! It was a labor of love and continues to be that for me. It brings me peace, joy and time to reflect on our life together. I thank God every day for the time we shared. I was so blessed.

Life is short. Shorter for some and more precious than we can even imagine. My time with you was wonderful, sweet and the best. Thanks for sharing your love for life with me.
All My Love...Always


Dorothy O'Day-- Sister-in-Law, Jun 28, 2009
Time I spend with my sister now is filled with talks about Brian. She misses him and he was the sunshine in her life. So much has had to be done, but its like the quote he put up for his class a few days before he became ill. Kathy and Brian truly lived their lives with purpose. Now Kathy must live her life with purpose, but how do you do that when your partner is gone? She is an amazing strong person and knows that he is close by. She now spends her days continuing to live. She had a great love story and will miss Brian every waking minute. We all miss you Brian! But now you have a greater purpose to worship your Creator the one that made you the wonderful person you were. Someday I'll see in Heaven! Walking the streets of Gold. I can only imagine!


Jen-- Grand daughter, Jun 24, 2009
I heard Annie's Song today. It will always lead my mind straight to you. I miss you. Everyday I think of you. Just wanted you to know.
Luke came home a couple weeks ago. It was SO great to see him. Grandma Kathy gave him that ring with the chinese symbols on it. He loved it! That was so amazing of grandma to give it to him. I know he wishes he could see you. We all do. But anyways, I was just thinking about you and I felt the urge to talk to you. So here I am. Love you grandpa. Always always.


Christopher Stewart-- Step son, May 28, 2009
I can remember when I was in junior-high school Brian use to give me enormous bear hugs. He'd squeeze me until I was short of breath. We love and miss you.


Kathryn-- Wife, Mar 13, 2009
The beauty of our life together, the love we shared with each other and our family will be the memories that keep us strong.

On the Monday following his service and celebration of life, God knew my heart was weary and broken, so he gently whispered in my ear. "Go look in Brian's closet." So I got out of bed and found his small wooden chest that I hadn't seen for years. When I opened it, I discovered all our love letters to each other. What a great comfort to reread them and know that I can read them over and over again.

One of the his letters especially touched my heart. "I firmly believe your children will be happier with us. They will see true love. They will see the caring, thoughtfulness, and understanding. They will see happiness. They will hear kind words, rather than.....They will become very comfortable with us and soon they will want to share our love. Fortunately, we have so much for each other, we'll easily be able to share."

Brian lived up to all his promises and my children became his too. Ronda and Chris looked up to Brian and are so deeply shaken by our loss. They are comforted in knowing Brian did love them unconditionally and our family will continue to celebrate his love of life and his remarkable ability to share his love with all.

Wherever his office was, this framed saying took prominence.

I will pass but once through this world.
Therefore, any good thing i can do, or any kindness i can show to any human being, let me do it now.
Let me neither defer, nor neglect it, for i will not pass this way again...

Brian was my forever guy. The man of my dreams and he will be forever in my heart and on my mind.


Cynthia-- Sister, Mar 09, 2009
When I think back on the 66 years that I knew Brian there were so many wonderful times. Playing hide and seek and kick the can and baseball in the neighborhood; sleeping outside in a tent with the next door neighbor with moms homemade root beer and tons and tons of comic books; climbing the cherry tree in the back yard and building a tree house; going on my 'first date' at the Nile Country club in Seattle. He even bought me flowers; walking in the blizzard of 1948 when the wind chill was way down below zero and telling me I could make it, I was sure I was going to freeze; listening to the New York Yankess play the Brooklyn Dodgers on the radio (no TV back then); building forts in the vacant lot by our house; going trick or treating; going fishing on the sound with daddy and telling daddy he was going to throw up. Daddy said okay go ahead and he threw the bait overboard and threw up in the bait can. Needless to say that was the end of our fishing trip. I could on and on there were so many good times. But of all the things my brother accomplished, his best and most impressive accomplishment was giving me 4 of the best kids I have ever had the priveledge to know. Tim, Pete, Steve and Christy are smart, kind, caring successful, honorable people. I am so proud to be their aunt. What a legacy he left. He did good.


Steve-- Son, Mar 08, 2009
When my son Michael was born, there were complications. The minute he was born, he wasn’t breathing and it took longer than normal to get him to take his first breath. I remember within a minute or two of them unsuccessfully trying to get him to breathe, all the nurses scrambling in and out of the room, and seeing them wheel in the “crash” cart. At this point, I can honestly say I was as scared as I’ve ever been. But, I turned my focus to my wife and acted as a sort of shield between her and what was going on behind me – trying to keep her from comprehending the magnitude of the situation, what with just going through childbirth moments earlier.

They finally got him breathing and immediately took him to the pre-natal ICU. We were not allowed in the ICU, but they were very good about keeping us up to date. Their biggest concern was potential brain damage due to the extended period of time without oxygen, however they did try and reassure us that it was only a concern and so far all indications showed that he was fine. However, as a precaution, he would need to remain in ICU for further observation.

My Dad and I stood in the hallway, his arm around me, as we both looked through the small window in to the ICU at my boy on the far side of the room in his little plexi-glass cage. Neither if us spoke, we just stood there together for what felt like hours. Then, as if to acknowledge us from across the room, the baby put his arms underneath his chest and pushed his body up and lifted his head seemingly looking right at us. I remember my Dad squeezed me toward him, and as I turned to see a single tear running down his cheek from the corner of his eye, he said proudly, “Did you see that? That’s MY grandson. He’s going to be just fine. He’s a Parker.” Just a few minutes later they brought Michael back to his mother and reassured us that he was just fine. Seeing the look of pride on Dad’s face as he held my son that day is something that I will never forget.


Jenny Gibbs Mertes-- friend, Mar 07, 2009
I knew Brian through my friendship with Kathy at Ambassador Programs in the 1980s and 1990s. At the time I met Kathy and Brian, they were still newlyweds, and I remember how Kathy's whole face would light up when Brian came to the office. I can't remember ever seeing Brian without a smile - he is one of those people I will always picture with a big grin, just happy and fun to be around. I really appreciated Brian and Kathy's selflessness at each year's company Christmas party, when they would spend the entire evening taking portraits of everyone else instead of enjoying the evening themselves. I still have those photos and treasure them not just as a memory for myself, but also as a memory of good friends who cared about others.


Luke Clark-- Grandson, Mar 07, 2009
My Grandpa Parker was a great man. I believe that he still lives on as a great man, making the people that knew him better through the examples he set and the lessons he taught throughout his life. I can always remember going to his house when I was young, which was a double treat because my uncle Steve lived right next to him. I remember he was always kind, patient and genuinely caring of everyone he came into contact with. He set a Christmas Eve tradition that I will carry on with my family. Now that I’ve grown up and started a life of my own, I think of the precedent Grandpa Parker set of being a good person, and a strong, wise, honest man. He always lived life, choosing to experience it fully through his adventures and through his relationships with family and friends. He chose not to merely exist, as some do, but to make this world a better place and leave it better than when he came to it. I will always cherish the time I had with my Grandpa. I know that I will forever be a better person having had him in my life, to show me what being a real man is. One of my biggest regrets is not being able to be at home with my family celebrating the life of one of the most honorable men I’ve ever met. I love you Grandpa, and I know that you’ll always be there watching over us and guiding us in the right path.


Casey-- student of his, Feb 25, 2009
Brian was my teacher for just a short amount of time, but will forever leave an imprint on my life. He took time to make everyone in his class feel that they meant something to him.
I remember when he told me what was going on with him, and what his surgery would before. I came to him the next day and told him I thought about him all night long and just wasn't ready to lose him. His response to me was I talked about you to my lovely wife, and I want you to know how proud I am of you.I will always remember that moment of hearing those words "I am proud of you" as it means so much to me. He will be deeply missed.
Lastly, Brian always talked to us about Taco Tuesday's with his family...so in rememberance of him, our class will be going to Taco Tuesday on March 10 at 5:30. We will be of course going to the same place he went, and are sending out the invitation to anyone who would like to join us.


Jennifer Clark-- Grandaughter, Feb 24, 2009
I have a lot of memories of my grandpa. Unfortunately I didn't spend much alone time with him. But I have such fond memories of Christmas Eves and the waffles with strawberries and whipped cream. His old apartment with the pool, and making pretty cards with the stamps that Grandma Kathy had. Grandpa really was the sweetest man, in the last couple years when I'd gotten a little older, everytime I'd seen him he just made me feel so special. He'd hug me, put me away from him a little and say "Wow, you're so beautiful." And it'd bring tears to my eyes, because he always seemed so happy to so me. And that was so nice. he was so genuinely kind. I wish so much that I'd made more memories with him. But everytime I saw him, he had a big smile on his handsome face and I coudln't be more grateful for him being in my life. He was a smart, sweet person that I was blessed to know and I thank God I had the priveledge on being his grand daughter.


Sarah Storer (Carson)-- granddaughter, Feb 23, 2009
Grandpa Brian was truly the BEST grandpa anyone could ever have. My story is kind of long but I will keep it short. My mom Denise already wrote about when I first met him when I was 4. Both him and Grandma Kathy really know how to make you feel like family and I have to say I did from the very beginning. Obviously my mom and Pete got married shortly after that first Christmas that we all had together. From then on I have the most amazing childhood memories that anyone could ever ask for. Many of them are with grandma and grandpa. As I sit back and think about it, all of these memories come to me at random and make me smile. Grandma and Grandpa would babysit me A LOT. I remember countless afternoons in antique shops and then going out to eat when we were done. Most of the time we would go visit Uncle Steve at Rosauers. I remember running around the apartment complex and swimming. Grandpa would always come out to play for a little bit and he would always sit back and watch while I played in the pool. He would always tell me that I was older than he was because my birthday came first lol. I also remember numerous BBQ's and smoked salmon. I would always get so excited when my mom and Pete would say, "Get ready we're going to grandma and grandpa's!" I knew that I would have fun. I also remember fishing trips and camping. Anything that we did together, they would make it fun and I would feel so loved. And who could ever forget strawberry ice cream waffles. I always came late because I would spend Christmas eve with my dad and grandpa would always save the last waffle for me. He really made me feel special. Family was family it has never mattered if it was "step" family or not. I always felt that I belonged with the Parkers. Even though through the years we all haven't been close or kept in touch, I have always thought about Brian, Kathy, and everybody else in this family....my family. I have been so blessed to have been a part of it and even more blessed to have known Grandpa. I know that he will always be with all of us and watching over all that we do. We are who we are because he touched us in some way and he will be greatly missed. Love you grandpa!


Hailey-- Granddaughter, Feb 23, 2009
Over the summer of 2008 I went to Montana with my Grandpa Brian and Grandma Kathy! I had the best tim ever.I was scared to go without my mom, but it was the best trip I have ever been on. I really enjoyed it. We went to a lot of antique stores, we went mining, etc. It was amazing! I miss him very much. God Bless his soul!


Cynthia-- Sister, Feb 23, 2009
It was about 1951. I was around 8 and Brian was about 13. The movie "The Song of the South" had just come to the theaters. As children daddy read us the Uncle Remus and Br'er Rabbit stories so we wanted to see the movie. I wasn't allowed to go to the movies at night as I was too young, but Brian talked momma and daddy into letting us walk 7 blocks to the Admiral Theater to see the movie. We loved the song "Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah" and when we left the I was singing. Brian took my hand and started to sing too and we sang that song at the top of our lungs, holding hands and skipping all the way home. No girl ever had brothers like I did. My heart hurts.


Liz Woolverton-- youngest sister 'n law, Feb 23, 2009
Kathy and family,
I wasn't going to write anything but I was very touched by all of the wonderful things shared by everyone. I can say just about the same, which is Brian was a very quiet and unassuming man. Quiet in that he allowed others to have his undivided attention. I remember when our oldest daughter was an age where she held her own in conversation and Brian made it a point to give her his attention and interest in her interests. One being their shared love for reading. He then went and got one of his classic old books and gave it to Stephanie. She cherished that book that her Uncle Brian gave her. Brian made everyone feel special. Most especially his love Kathy. I never worried for my sister's happiness because she had Brian. We are all thankful for the life they shared together. We all want you to know we love you Kathy and want to help you get through the hards times to come. To all of Brian's children and grandchildren we hope that your wonderful memories help you through these difficult times.

Liz Woolverton and family
Don, Stephanie, Paul, and Brittany


Sharleen Parker-- Daughter-in-law, Feb 23, 2009
Brian, my dear "Dad".. was just simply one of the most funny, sweet and good hearted man you could ever hope to know. I'm so thankful for all the good years we shared his life. I remember about 24 years ago when Steve (Brian's third son) and I were newlyweds. We were living in a house, so I thought we should surely have a pet to keep us entertained... somehow I could never pass up a furry little face and big kitten eyes and when I stopped into the pet store to "just look", my heart overcame my good sense and I walked out the new owner of Jake, the most adorable little black and white "Tuxedo" kitten you could imagine. The pet store gave me a box to carry the kitten in, but I hadn't counted upon Jake's cleverness and his desire to be free in my car. As I drove toward home, Jake began to claw at the box and push on the lid and yowl at the top of his tiny lungs. The next thing I knew, Jake was climbing up my arm and driving became secondary to keeping control of this very frightened and wild eyed little beast. I lost my concentration just long enough to drive my car into the curb on a very busy street, and pop my tire. I knew that I gotten myself in a sticky situation here... not only for purchasing this wild animal without discussing the whole thing with my spouse, but for ruining a tire we couldn't really afford to replace. I didn't have a spare, and couldn't change one if I had it. The kitten in the car was still crying and hating the idea of confinement. I had to think of something fast and so I pulled my car into a parking lot and went to use a phone at a nearby business. My hubby was working and couldn't leave to rescue me, and I didn't have the courage to call him anyway. I thought of who might be able to come and get me, and the first name that came to mind was "Dad". My own father had passsed away years before, and Brian had already shown himself to be a very good and patient father-in-law. I reached him on the phone and he said, "sure, I will come and get you." Not only did he not seem upset with me, he was all smiles. I told him of my predicament with the contraband kitty, and how I knew I was going to be in a lot of trouble. He just said, I will make sure you aren't in too much trouble, and then assured me that the wild creature that was now playng on he and Kathy's deck was a very extrordinary kitten. He seemed as delighted with the kitten as I had been initially, as told me how smart it was as it chased me across the yard, bouncing through the grass. He offered the assurance that the little fuzzy ball of energy knew who it belonged to already. Brian and Kathy invited me to have lunch, we hung out and visited and watched the antics of the cat and finally it was time for Steve to get off work. I called and told him I was at his dad's and he could get a ride out there, Brian would come for him. They stopped and got a cheap replacement and changed the tire on the car. I don't know what Brian said, but I didn't get in as much trouble as I expected and probably deserved. Brian assured Steve that Jake was just a great kitten and that we were lucky to have him, and Steve, being respectful son, didn’t argue, but I knew that I was the one who was lucky, to have family like Brian and Kathy, who loved and cared for us. Years later, I realize that Brian was laughing inside and getting a huge kick out of Steve’s dealing with his wife who thought every cute animal needed a home …and drove him completely crazy. Brian never seemed to judge or criticize his kids, and loved his family even when they were a bit wacky, all throughout the years. I miss him so much, he was a wonderful “Dad”.


Cynthia-- Sister, Feb 22, 2009
My dearest big brother whom I love unconditionally. I would never correct you in anything. Everyone knows the catcher stands right close behind the batter, not 10 or 15 feet back. I knew that, I'd been to lots of baseball games with my family. Besides I wouldn't remember, I was laying on my back, out cold with blood all over my face where the glass cut my eye lids. Mother said Brian yelled "I've killed her, I've killed her, I've killed my baby sister" Poor kid, I don't think he really ever got over that one.


Allan-- brother, Feb 22, 2009
Cynthia may correct this...after all it happened to her. We were living in El Monte...Brian must have been seven or eight. It was early evening. He and I were playing baseball. I would pitch and he would hit. I pitched...Brian swung and missed. Neither of us had seen Cynthia coming up behind Brian. He hit her in the face with his bat...broke her glasses and we all had a trip to the Doctor's to see if she was all right. I guess she was because she is still here. But both Brian and I were first scared and then feeling very guilty because we had hurt our baby sister.


Cynthia-- Sister, Feb 22, 2009
When Brian had his first major heart attack I put this song on tape and took it to him in the hospital. He was, is and always will be
THE WIND BENEATH MY WINGS
Oh, oh, oh, oh - It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strength,
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you,
I miss everything about you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strength,
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you, I miss everything about you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.


Cynthia-- Sister, Feb 22, 2009
To add to Allan's story. The press was at the hospital and when he came out of the emergency room the newspaper reporter asked him why he was there. He answered "I ate the little cannies." He was the cutest baby you ever saw. They put his picture on the front page of the Los Angeles newspaper and Warner Brothers called my parents and offered him a movie contract. That was in the days of Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney and being a child star wasn't a good life so momma and daddy said "Thanks, but no thanks."


Lisa Ortize-- neice, Feb 22, 2009
ANNIE'S SONG (John Denver)
You fill up me senses like a night in a forest
Like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain
Like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses come fill me again.

Come let me love you, let me give my life to you
Let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms
Let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you
Come let me love you, come love me again.

INSTRUMENTAL VERSE
...Let me give my life to you
Come let me love you, come love me again.

You fill up my senses like a night in a forest
Like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain
Like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses, come fill me again.


This song played over and over again the night my Uncle passed. I remember on my wedding day to the love of my life, Uncle Brian sharing this song was sung on his wedding day to the love of his life. A song now that holds even more meaning. A song that I have sung everyday since Brian's passing. Annie's Song. Their song, best friend's song. Our song. Your song. In remembrance of Brian Parker-now forever his song!!


Rob Deyo-- co-worker, Feb 22, 2009
Brian was a great guy. I'm glad to be able to say that I knew him. I worked with Brian at the IEL and was amazed and inspired by the way he worked with his students. It was apparent that Brian was very fond of his students and wanted very badly form them all to succeed. If a student was having a rough time in the classroom or in life, Brian was there to enourage and comfort them with a shoulder to lean on. My favorite memory of Brian will be when he spoke at the graduation ceremony for the first class that he taught for us. I was impressed with his style, grace, and motivational words. I will miss Brian very much.


Lisa Ortize-- neice, Feb 22, 2009
Saying goodbye to such a sweet, gentle man as him is a day I will never forget. I will always remember his love for others. He loved most, and found something special in everyone. Something special that most did not see. He looked past the outside and looked within. He always said, "hey beautiful" when he saw me. He was the love of my aunt Kathy's life. They completed each other. To have a love story such as theirs you could only be so blessed. To have have known a man such as him you could only be so honored. To have had to see the tears, and her the weeping was to leave you with a broken heart. A broken heart for all who knew the man that was my Uncle Brian. I thanked him on that Valentin's day for being the love of my aunt's life. I prayed with him a few days before he passed. I whispered softly, " I love you Uncle Brian". I was holding his hand, and felt him squeeze my hand. He heard my prayer. Yes, he was one of kind, and I will never forget the sweet gentle presence of my Uncle Brian. God Bless his family, and children. I am praying for you daily.


Allan-- brother, Feb 22, 2009
I will but it is hard. My mother said she had three only children and she was right. Brian and Cynthia and I never went to the same school or schools. I was in the sixth grade when we moved to El Monte and then Brian started to school at CherryLee I was in Columbia. When we move to Seattle I started at the UW and Brian was still in grade school. I really didn't know his friends. Once when living in El Monte...it was a warm summer morning and my mother and I were working in the garden closet to the house. The house had an attached car port. Brian was just playing around. He must have been three or four. All at once there was a god-awful explosion. There was a '36 Ford parked on blocks in the car port. Brian had taken a match...lit it so he could see if there was any gas in the car. What he got was an explosion and a fire and a good bawling out from the fire department.
Earlier story…We were living on 63rd Street I think...a few blocks from Crenshaw. Our father had a foot problem that required that he soak his feet in a purplish liquid. He had purple pills which he dissolved in hot water. The purple pills were in a box on the top shelf of a cupboard in the kitchen. It was early morning. Our dad had gone to work at about 5. Mom had gone back to bed and was asleep. I woke up about 7 and Brian was not in his bed...we shared a room as we almost always did. I went looking for Brian...he was sitting on the kitchen floor eating the purple pills. He had pulled out the drawers making a kind of ladder and climbed up and got the pills. I called my mom...she called the doctor...he called the ambulance. They took Brian to the ER. The doctor said there was a good chance that he would die. I went to school. I remember crying in the rest room and telling a friend that my brother might die. He didn’t. But his picture was on the front page of the Los Angeles Daily News. Enough for now


Mike Marzetta-- Son in Law, Feb 22, 2009
I will be forever endebted to Brian for giving me the OK when I asked for his blessing to propose to his daughter Christy. And let me tell you, it really came in handy. Christy and I were in Paris on the Eiffel tower when I popped the question (literally). We had never talked marriage prior to that moment, so you can imagine it came as quite a suprize to her. I think her exact words were "ARE YOU CRAZY"...(SLAP)..."WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED TO ME"...(SLAP). For which I replied "Because your my very best friend and I love you." (no answer...long pause) "And besides, your Dad said it was okay." With tears in her eyes she asks "You really asked my Dad...and he said it was okay." "Yup" I said. Then we kissed and she said "Oh my God, I will so Marry you." THANKS BRIAN, I OWE YOU BIGTIME!
Mike and Christy Marzetta
Married 5/31/05 and having the time of our life!


Dorothy O'Day-- Sister-In-Law, Feb 21, 2009
During the last 2 weeks I became to realize how much Brian means to so many people. He truly left a legacy of love. I was blessed to know Brian and for him to be a part of our family. It was always a comfort to me to know that Brian loved my sister Kathy and that Kathy loved him so deeply. I know that he would be here with Kathy and family if he could be because of how important family was to him. Their marriage was truly a love story unmatched. I knew that they shared a life that was adventurous and lovely. I am absolutely positive he had no regrets.And neither does Kathy. Brian was kind, quiet, and a gentle soul. His quietness reflected the confidence that he did not have to be the center of attention. Brian just had that way of sitting back & waiting his turn in everything, he was not intrusive ever. Most amazingly he had an ability to love unconditionally and always wanted to make everyone feel loved. Thus his ability to let others come first. An amazing attribute. Brian always greeted me with a smile and”hello sunshine”. I will miss Brian and his compassionate heart. His legacy will live on through all those lives he touched. May God give His kindness and compassion to all of us grieving. May He give us strength through our loss.


Cynthia-- Sister, Feb 21, 2009
I was about 4 years old and Brian was about 9. We had turkeys at our place in El Monte, California and they used to chase my mother and me all over the place. They were really mean. One day a big old tom turkey was chasing me and pecking at me and Brian took after it and caught it between the fence and the wood shed. It was a space about 3 feet wide. Then he called "Come here CY" I said I didn't want to because I was afraid. He said he wouldn't let anything happen to me so I went over to where he had the turkey trapped. He then handed me a 2X4 about 3 or 4 feet long. He said "show that darn turkey who's boss". He helped me swing at him and I stood there and battered that old tom until he never bothered me again. Brian taught me how to have backbone and meet my problems head on. A lesson I really appreciate him for. We laughed about that for years and years.


Kathie Andrews-- friend, Feb 21, 2009
Brian the "one of a kind guy". His friendship,compassion,kindness,positive attitude & warm heart I have been blessed with by being his friend and neighbor. Since I've lived the closest to Brian & Kathy I've had the opportunity & luck to see them more than probably anyone has on a regular basis. There love for each other, unmeasurable. Kathy occassionally told me of how he did special things for her that were so thoughtful like opening up the refridgerator and finding beautiful flowers & a card letting her know how much he loved her. It always made me happy to see them get ready for a trip in their camper Brian would always say "We have a great weekend planned" and indeed it was. I enjoyed every year asking him about his projects we always chuckled how long the list was and how many he planned to finish. Brian was so kind, I went through a divorce that took me a long time of recovery. One day he came to me in my yard & said "I need to talk to you, I want you to know you are being to hard on yourself, you were a good wife, life will get better." It meant the world to me. Brian was the father I wished I would have always had. He always provided me with words of encouragement. I could always call him and ask for advise on how to fix something, usually things mostly guys took care of, he always found the time to give me advise & would come and help if he could. He has been so kind to all my dogs that they cried at the fence to see him and would watch the door for him to come out. He would run back into the house and bring them out a dog biscuit and pet them. I accidentally turned the sprinkler on him this summer giving him his second shower for the day while he was outside reading his book I thought he would be real mad at me but instantly he turned his humor on and we joked about it for awhile. This last summer we all had a hard day of yard work. I got Brian to barbeque some steaks. Me & Kath visited until it was getting late. Brian came outside with blankets for us both covering us up and saying "I thought you gals would be getting cold.". What a sweetheart. Brian would not want us to be sad. I know God has him busy in heaven with a beautiful garden of flowers & his dozens of projects to keep busy with until we all meet again. I can thank Brian for living his life to the fullest & blessing us all with his wonderful smile everyday. I can't express how much I miss him already but find comfort in knowing he's flying high in the Calypso traveling through heaven making new friends & waiting to see us all again & especially his greatest love, his wife Kathy.


Sandy Neal-- friend, Feb 20, 2009
Brian,

Dear friend and neighbor. Never have I met a more gentle man, you will leave a void in the hearts of so many,you will be missed.

Sandy & Lon


Christopher L. Stewart-- Step son, Feb 20, 2009
Where do I begin? I was a young lad when I first met brian. I distinctly remember the breaded porkchop meals he cooked for us. Yummy. We strayed from meals like such in the later years. However the home cooked meals that him and my mother prepared were always phenomenal. He was a master of the barbecue and all around great cook. He helped me to achieve the arrow of light in cub scouts. He was always there for me when I needed advice, especially in times of desperation. As I got older I parted ways but never grew out of touch. He had particularly great stories. I always admired him. He was a great fisherman. Our stories could go on and on. He lived with the catch of his life. I could not hve wished for a better step father. I will miss him greatly.


Denise Guiles-- Former Daughter in law, Feb 20, 2009
Christmas Eve 1985,Pete and I had only been together about 9 days when he invited my daughter Sarah(age 4 at the time) and I to his Dad's for strawberry ice cream waffles.I had explained to Sarah before hand that we were going to Pete's family Christmas and not to expect presents because they didn't know us yet.We would just be happy to share the time with them and eat some yummy waffles with strawberries and ice cream and she was ok with that. Well....we got to the house,went downstairs and there was Brian in his recliner next to the tree."You must be Sarah!" he says.She looks up at me surprised.."He knows me Mommy!" He comes over and says.."I think there's something with your name on it under the tree,let's take a look".She was soooo excited! "Mommy look..a present for me!" They'd only known about us for 9 days....and had gifts for us! That meant soooo much to her and I. From that day on he was her Grandpa Parker. Brian always listened,always made us feel special. We were so blessed to have known him and so blessed to have been apart of the family. Strawberry ice cream waffles are a Christmas tradition at my house that now my granddaughters enjoy!


Cynthia Parker-- Sister, Feb 20, 2009
I was so very lucky to have Brian for my brother. He treated me so special. One time when I had gotten in trouble and had been restricted for a month, he went downtown (no malls in those days) and bought me a new outfit with money he had made working at Safeway. I was in Junior High and he was in High School so he bought something that the High School girls were wearing. I will never forget when he came home and handed me a gift wrapped (For no reason at all.) present. It was a pair of white peddlepushers, a black sleeveless blouse and a big yellow flower to wear on the blouse. Momma and Daddy weren't too happy about it as I was still in big trouble, but he said he didn't care. He loved me and he didn't want me to feel bad. How very lucky I was to have him for a big brother. I have more stories and as I get it together I will add them.


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