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Karlie Gregory Michael David and Gabriella Rose February 3, 2024
This is your grandson, and granddaughter. He has your eyes Daddy. I so wish you could be here to enjoy them. I love you. 
Karlie
Hey Dad. I was reading everything on your page and I thought about the day i found out you were gone. Thinking about it, i can barely breathe. It hurts so much that your gone. The things that i really remember about you was when i would go to work with you and Timmy, when we would go bouting out in the white oak river and when we went to Kings Dominion for the first and last time. I honestly and truely do miss you dearly. I would kill just to hear your laugh again. You were always ther for me. If i was hurt or upset about something you would hold me in your arms like you did when i was a little girl and tell me everything was gonna be okay and that you would never let anything happen to me , you would always say i was Daddy's Little Girl.  Your a tattoo on my heart, i'll always have you<3 I love you Daddy, more than anything in the world.

                         Love , Karlie Alinda
Dad

Dying Loved Ones.

My name is Greg Shoemaker. today is 3 July 2008. I will be 61 years old, the 29th of July. I have known the Lord as my Saviour since 11 December 1977.. Having the Lord in my life these past 30 plus years has been nothing but a blessing.

I have had trials like any other person and the Lord has been able to help me in all issues in many ways..

However on 13 December 2007 my much loved son of 33 years old died all of a sudden of what appears to have been a heart attack. My wife were called about 11pm by the local fire chief's wife, who lived just down the road from us, she told us we needed to go quickly to Carteret General Hospital because something had happened to our son and they were transporting him in the rescue squad vehicle and we needed to be there when he arrived. We had no idea of what was in store for us. We thought he had been hit by a vehicle and was still alive. When we arrived we were told go to a waiting room. They did not have any information they could share with us. Soon a doctor arrived and starting asking questions as to our son's medical history. Eventually he said that it was not an accident our son was involved in but had apparently had a heart attack and was had not responed to treatment nor shock treatment. We were told he was DOA.. Greg had some heart problems and had been to the doctor but nothing was found. So we were not prepared for this at all. We just couldn't belief this was happen.. All we knew was our son was now dead. My wife and I saw our son separately to identify our son. That was so hard. After I saw my son I could hard stand or walk. I have no way to express the shock and sorrow that entered our lives that night. I had been beiside my mother's bed when she died and that was tough and we cried with great sorrow. But my son's death brought such a deep sorrow that nothing I know can be compared. All I could think of was How could this happen to such a healthy young man. All night my wife and I cried. I was almost out of my mind. So helpless. I could not pray to God. I could not communicate with anyone. I just did not want to talk about it. All I could do was cry and cry. I loved my son more than I knew. He was special and we were real close.

The next thing we had to face was picking out clothes and making funeral arrangements. I have never had to do that before and I was not prepared at all for this. Picking a coffin for you own son was another terrible event. There is no time to take this all in. The visitation and funeral were tough for me. I could not keep my composer. I cried the whole time.

I hardly knew who all came and paid their respects.

I was in a cloud for next 30 to 45 days. I could do nothing but sleep or just set and look out the window. I did not want to do anything. I went to my son's resting place every day. That was the as close as I could get to him. I wanted to see and hug him so bad..I could not change anything. I mourned with tears each day for the first five months. I would go to sleep with tears in my eyes. I would wake up and cry and fall off to sleep again..Day after day nothing was getting easier to handle. This was taking over my life in a terrible way. All I wanted was to see and talk to my son. I would have given my life to see him again. I thought of sucide as the ony way to be able to see my son again. All kinds of thoughts and emotions were present. Nothing made any sense anymore. I did not care about anything. I did not care if the grass was mowed, if the car was washed, if the house was clean. I just didn't have any desire for anything. Happiness seemed to be gone forever. I just was not aware of just how much mine son meant to my life.

The next few years did not bring any better. Life without my son had little meaning. lf it were not for his two girls, who needed me now more than ever, I am not sure just what I would have done.

Steve Eubanks, a brother in the Lord, worked with me almost every day. He was God sent. He helped me in so many ways. He knew when to let me cry, when to say nothing and when to introduce kind and encouraging words and the word of God. Steve, who had cancer lived two years after my son's death. He was such a blessing and I miss him very much. He had promised if he died he would tell my son I love him and miss him. The night that Steve died I visited him and I asked him if he remembered my request, he smiled and shook his head yes. That very night he was speaking to my son.

It is now 3 1/2 years since my son died. I am more functional and trying to go on with my life. But happiness still evades me..Little Greg meant so much to me that I just cannot block out the sorrow.

I still visit his grave often and tend to his resting place. I replace the dying flowers when the old ones die back.. I water them as often as I go to keep them alive. But it seems that live flowers just don't last long in a grave yard. His resting place is still as close as I can get to him is this life. I would give almost anything to have him back. I still miss him so much. I often speak to him on a web site that was created to remember him. I always sign off with see you soon (SUS).

I try my best to remember that I must stay here and do what I can to help his girls, Karlie and Katie.

I want to find ways to honor my son. As his father being a blessing to others may just honor him in some way...These two issues are the priorities in my life now. These two priorities give some positive purpose to my life. I do look forward to seeing my son again. His death has separated us for now, but it will not keep us apart. Someday we will meet and touch again. This meeting I long for. Words cannot describe the deep longing. God only knows. It is good that someone knows what we each really feel and go through in this short life.

Karlie Shoemaker

On December 13,2007 at around 10:00-11:00pm, a man found someone on the side of the road lying there no movement, he didn't know what to do, so he took Father's phone out and he glanced at the background.He saw two beautiful sisters,he knew this man was a father.This man had a little girl of his own.At once he dialed 911,he had said he found a man.When the Ambulance along with Firemen and the Police came they tried and tried to revive him but there was no luck..this man was dead.

His name was William Gregory David Shoemaker born on September 2,1974. He had two daughters named Karlie and Katie.The oldest was Karlie and the youngest was Katie. Karlie was nine and Katie was eight when this happened. That night Karlie remembered hearing sirens lots and lots of them, she was surprised at how many there were. That next morning her Mom got a phone call from his Mother Johnnie Alinda Shoemaker saying that the girl's father had died. She fell to the floor when she heard the bad news, her friend Cindy was there to help her up. Karlie was in the shower when she was told that her Mom was taking her to Grandma's house. On the way Karlie was asking why they were going to Grandma's but her Mom said she'll see when they got there. After a few minutes went by they finlally arrived at Grandma's. We knocked on the door her Dad's older sister Michelle anwsered and gave us hugs. When we walked into the living room and saw the family Karlie was confused. She was wondering why she was at her Grandmother's house. They told her and her Mom the bad news, Karlie's Grandma was in so much tears that she hardly understood her so her Grandfather told her again. That time Karlie stuck her head behind her Mom and started to cry. She was very heart broken. Katie had came out of her room and was wondering why Karlie was there and her Mom was there, Katie had not known about it yet.When they told Katie she went over to Karlie and they gave each other a big hug, Karlie had asked her Grandma to follow her into another room. She asked how her Dad died, her Grandma said the Aoutopsy people said that he had died of a heart attack. He didn't have to suffer he had died instantly.

 

 

Karlie nor Katie went to school but Karlie wanted to buy Christmas presents for her family at White Oaks Santa's Workshop. Her Mom had went with her to the Cafeteria where they had found her teacher Mrs.Blackburn who had already known. A couple days later they had went to Emmamuel Baptist Church where the Funeral and Viewing would take place. When Karlie walked up the Isle to his casket and took a glimpse at him she didn't see her Dad. He had looked a lot different than the last time she saw him when he was alive. The sight of his body was scary. How he wasn't moving made Karlie feel very upset. The way she cold feel the presence of his soul standing right next to her was a pain in her heart. The way he felt when she touched the body his soul left behind was unreal.

To this day he is in all of our hearts..his memories in our heads and no one will ever forget him. I was one of his daughters I am Karlie Alinda and I am proud to be a Shoemaker just like my Daddy!!!!

 

I LOVE YOU DADDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Karlie Shoemaker

hey dad do you remember when me and katie caught those baby sharks and then took them home when you did somethen with them and then gave one of their eyeballs to well i can't remember that cats name yeah that cat ate it .it was gross.

:)

Big Sis (MP)
Greg I remember last Thanksgiving sitting and talking to you.  It was just you and me in the big room talking and we watched part of a movie together, until we both fell asleep.  I would do anything to sit and do that with you again or to just be able to hug you and kiss your face.  There is such an unbelieveable void without you.  I never knew it could hurt this bad.  I love you Greg the Great and wish I could have told you more!
Big Sis (MP)

I found this poem and it seemed to be what little Greg might say to us!

 

When tomorrow starts without me,
and I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me:

I wish you wouldn't cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too:

But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand.

And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.

I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne,

He said, "This is eternity.
And all I've promised you.
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.

I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day's the same way
There's no longing for the past.

You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things

You knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last you're free.
So won't you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?"

So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.



Chris

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEWWT GREG HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

WRAP YOUR ARMS AROUND YOUR FAMILY TODAY STRONGER THAN EVER MAY THEY FEEL YOU IN ALL THEY DO TODAY

SEND SPECIAL HUGS TO YOUR GIRLS JESUS'S BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION MUST BE GRAND

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREG

             LOVE CHRIS

Kandy
Wishing you where here. You are on mind alot.
Sarah Beth
Love you lots
Dad
My son was fun to be with. He had a way and a smile that would woo the prettiest girl. He was special. He was my good lookin' fun lovin' son. We just should have spent more time together. I would give anything for a few minutes. My son and I were close as I guess most father and sons are. But maybe closer. We were alot alike and at times we had an argument or two of the dumbest things.. But we always hug and made up. Greg was not easy to stay mad at. He was a good son, Father and man.. He and his girls were real close. They worshipped the ground he walked on. He is missed by all of us so much.
Erin

What Makes A Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,

The majesty of a tree,

The warmth of a summer sun,

The calm of a quiet sea,

The generous soul of nature,

The comforting arm of night,

The wisdom of the ages,

The power of the eagle"s flight,

The joy of a morning in spring,

The faith of a mustard seed,

The patience of eternity,

The depth of a family need,

Then God combined these qualities,

When there was nothing more to add,

He knew His masterprice was complete,

And so,

He called it....Dad

Wishing you a wonderful Fathers Day from myself and our beautiful girls.... We love and miss you

Chris

Hello Greg Well another walk is nice.. Hope to finish the walk soon.Today give my Dad a hug for me What a celebration going on in heaven.Can you believe Karlie turned 10 it seemed like yesterday we were at the hosiptal and she was being born.

Kate is so you when I look at her.Send her some extra loving Greg I know she could really use it

Your missed and loved so very much

     "WE ARE BLESSED"

Big Sis(MP)
Greg I was sitting here looking at your pictures and remembering how mad you use to make me sometimes when we were growing up.  I remember you making me so mad one day because you ran from me while I was babysitting you.  You finally took off to grandma's next door and I ran to the bedroom window and started hitting on it.  I hit it so hard it broke!  Well as usual I got in trouble but not baby Greg, Ha ha!  I wish so bad you were here to make me mad or get on my nerves.  I would love to hear all those disgusting noises you use to make.  I think you did them just to make us mad.  I love and miss you and it still hurts bad.
Dad

When my son was little, say about 6 or 7 went with me to the doctor. I was having some kidney problems and the doctor ask me a bunch of questions. He ask me if I did any drinking,..I said No (referring to beer/whiskey) I had been saved for awhile and had not drink hard liquor for sometime.. Little Greg Said Now Daddy you know you do some drinking. He thought the doctor was talking about pepsi/ice tea types of drinks.. The doctor looked at me like I was a liar..I did not even try to convince the doctor otherwise..

When he was little boy he had a problem peeing in his pants if he slept real hard. One Sunday Morning he fell asleep on the front pew. Our pews at the time were the oak type with wood seats.. He of course let her go and the pee ran down the crack and got a visitor's butt wet.. Should have seen the look on their face..

Little Greg was a joy when he was little.. Dad

Christina Hill

We ask God every day,"why he took you away."

We ponder and we wonder,"why.why.why."

We cry until we think we can't cry no more and then,like rain,we cry some more.

We know that God has an answer for everything and one day we will understand why he took you away.

 

                                                               Written By: Christina L. Caulder Hill

Christina Hill

Our tears fall like rain every day since you've been gone.

We know deep down that you're o.k.,but just knowing you left us so soon is what's killing us the most.

The only hope that we have is that we'll see you again in heaven.

 

 

                                                     Written by:Christina L. Caulder Hill

Big Sis (Mary Poppins)

Good Morning Greg!  I am sitting here looking at your pictures an missing you so bad.  I keep thinking back to the way things use to be and the way everything has changed.  I wonder if you had any idea how much we would all miss you and how you not being here would change everything.  I feel nothing will ever be the same again.  It is like a part of everyone's joy went with you.  I know none of us realized just what kind of impact you had on our daily lives.  You were always special from the day you were born.  We all loved you so much and spoiled you rotten.  I would give you whatever you wanted if you were here again.  We always wish we would have done more.  I miss you brother and love you so much.

chris

You know the walk we took... and the things you showed me and the water and the pool and I know the peace you have and that you are truly at peace and I think about this everyday and even though I won't understand it fully until the day we meet again I thank you for bringing peace to me through you

                                       "WE ARE BLESSED"

Christina Hill

To some you were known as son.

To others you were known as brother.

To your girls you are known as dad.

To your friends you were known as loyal.

To Jesus on this very day you are known as His loving and faithful one.

 

 

               Love Ya! and can't wait to see you in heaven!!!!!!!!!!

Big Sis
Greg Spring is right around the corner and it use to be my favorite time of year.  I would get so excited when the weather would start to get warm.  This year I just feel bad.  Every new month, season, holiday, or whatever just seems like the first one that you are not with us.  I wish so badly that you could be here again.  I wish I could have done something more for you or that I could have at least been with you.  So many things that I wish I could change, but I can't.  I love you and will never stop missing you.
xoxoxoxoxox

This poem might say marine but you are Daddy and truly missed It's awesome that you are always here in our hearts and we have the promise to see you again

God is great...............

For Karlie and Kate


 
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 Daddy's Poem

  Her hair was up in a pony tail,

  Her favorite dress tied with a bow.

  Today was Daddy's Day at school,

  And she couldn't wait to go.

  But her mommy tried to tell her,

  That she probably should stay home.

  Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone.

  But she was not afraid;

  She knew just what to say.

  What to tell her classmates

  Of why he wasn't there today.

  But still her mother worried,

  For her to face this day alone.

  And that was why once again,

  She tried to keep her daughter home.

  But the little girl went to school Eager to tell them all.

  About a dad she never sees

  A dad who never calls.

  There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet.

  Children squirming impatiently,

  Anxious in their seats

  One by one the teacher called

  A student from the class

  To introduce their daddy,

  As seconds slowly passed.

  At last the teacher called her name, Every child turned to stare.

  Each of them was searching,

  For a man who wasn't there.

  "Where's her daddy at?"

  She heard a boy call out.

  "She probably doesn't have one,"

  Another student dared to shout.

  And from somewhere near the back, She heard a daddy say, "Looks

  like another deadbeat dad, Too busy to waste his day."

  The words did not offend her,

  As she smiled up at her Mom.

  And looked back at her teacher,

  Who told her to go on.

  And with hands behind her back,

  Slowly she began to speak.

  And out from the mouth of a child, Came words incredibly unique

  "My Daddy couldn't be here,

  Because he lives so far away.

  But I know he wishes he could be, Since this is such a special

  day

  And though you cannot meet him,

  I wanted you to know.

  All about my daddy,

  And how much he loves me so.

  He loved to tell me stories

  He taught me to ride my bike.

  He surprised me with pink roses,

  And taught me to fly a kite.

  We used to share fudge sundaes,

  And ice cream in a cone.

  And though you cannot see him.

  I'm not standing here alone.

  "'Cause my daddy's always with me, Even though we are apart I

  know because he told me, He'll forever be in my heart"

  With that, her little hand reached up, And lay across her chest.

  Feeling her own heartbeat,

  And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads, Her mother stood in

  tears.

  Proudly watching her daughter,

  Who was wise beyond her years.

  For she stood up for the love

  Of a man not in her life.

  Doing what was best for her,

  Doing what was right.

  And when she dropped her hand back down, Staring straight into

  the crowd.

  She finished with a voice so soft, But its message clear and

  loud.

  "I love my daddy very much,

  he's my shining star

  And if he could, he'd be here,

  But heaven's, just too far.

  You see he is a Marine

  And died just this past year

  When a roadside bomb hit his convoy And taught Americans to fear.

  But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went

  away."

  And then she closed her eyes,

  And saw him there that day.

  And to her mothers amazement,

  She witnessed with surprise.

  A room full of daddies and children, All starting to close their

  eyes.

  Who knows what they saw before them, Who knows what they felt

  inside.

  Perhaps for merely a second,

  They saw him at her side.

  "I know you're with me Daddy,"

  To the silence she called out.

  And what happened next made believers, Of those once filled with

  doubt.

  Not one in that room could explain it, For each of their eyes had

  been closed.

  But there on the desk beside her, Was a fragrant long-stemmed

  pink rose.

  And a child was blessed,

  if only for a moment,

  By the love of her shining star.

  And given the gift of believing,

  That heaven is never too far.

  They say it takes a minute to find a special Person, an hour to

  appreciate them, A day to love them, but then an entire Life to

  forget them.

  Send this to the people you'll never forget and remember to send

  it also to the person that sent it to you. It's a short message

  to let them know that you'll never forget them.

  If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're in a hurry and

  that you've forgotten your friends.

  Take the time...to live and love.

  Until eternity. God bless!







 
Kandy
Little Greg you are so missed doen here. When I think of you all I see is your little boy smile. I belive in angles little Greg and I belive you are one now. Oue famliy miss you calls and all your hugs !They know you are in heaven. But they still miss you smiles .We all love you and miss you!!!!!
Big Sis
Greg it's a rainy day and days like this make me feel even sadder about you not being with us.  Yesterday I was thinking about you and remembering how you use to ride your skateboard out back of the house.  You had your little member's only jacket on and thought you were real cool.  I keep thinking of lots of things like that.  I miss and love you lots.
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