Birth date: Dec 16, 1959 Death date: Oct 9, 2020
Eric Wayne Henneman aka "Eric the Jewel" 60, passed away Friday, October 9, 2020 at home. Master Jeweler, owner of Henneman Jewelry Studio, Super fan of Star Trek, the Bucs, Lightning, Rays, and Huge fan of Pink Floyd/Roger Waters Read Obituary
I was shocked to see that Eric has passed! He worked with my husband at Wilson’s! Bob said he was a master jeweler. He redesigned my ring about 5 years ago for our 50th anniversary! Sadly, Bob passed one month later.
I saw that it was his birthday so I went to his FB page to wish him a great day when I saw his passing. Rest In Peace Eric!
Lucille Wittner
I am so saddened to learn of Eric’s passing. I met Eric 30 years ago when we worked for Littman Jewelers. Eric was such a good friend to me loved to hear stories about him and Beth and the rest of his family that he loved so much. Eric was a beautiful artist and I am so happy to have special memories of him. He will be missed by me with a deep intensity as I am sure all that were lucky enough to know him will feel. Rest In Peace my dear friend.
I just cannot believe it. I knew
eric for years I even worked with him for awhile at his jewelry store in Countryside mall. Taught him the computer and got him interested in chess. He became a master at both. At the mall we had chess marathons with other people that worked in the mall. He came over my house to harass me about everything from time to time.. Had a Segway business in Tarpon and he came out once for a tour. SCARED me to death! He'd rocket down the hills laughing and changing like there was no tomorrow. The only thing I think he ever worried about was his heart. Suddenly I became very ill with mine and we lost touch. He asked about me through a mutual friend, and I him. I am just stunned, simply stunned..He was incredible. So full of life...
Shocked and saddened to find out about this yesterday. Known Eric since back at the Wilson’ s and Service Merchandise jewelry days. Remember our Road Rally fun and parties at Bob Wittner’s home. Eric was one of a kind and his own person. A heart of gold! Visits to see him at his shop once or twice a year to catch up. He loved his work, music, sports and family and spoke about all passionately. He cared genuinely about what was happening in my life as well. I regret that I did not get to see him recently but was so glad to call him a friend. Love and miss you! Memory eternal . Paula Bangos Nall
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.
All is well....
Dear Eric,
Your friendship was and remains in my heart with many smiles. Your sincerity as a kind and caring person left its mark in life and I am one of those lucky people to have known you.
With much love sent to the heavens to you,
Lucille Passione
(PS.... I still watch “Ancient Aliens” because of you 😘)
I took Eric to see the Tampa Symphony play the music of Pink Floyd. While admittedly not the real thing, Eric loved it and relished going backstage to meet the musicians. He thought that it was a great thrill to watch 40 people make his favorite music come alive.
Good guy! Here's to him and those like him. Damm few left.
The arrival of Eric at The Blue, never rushed and always late, was the signal that the evening had officially begun. He always made time for personal moments inquiring about others life and family. It was how he made you feel. If it is true that the only thing we can hope for is to be remembered fondly, Eric came in first place. His smile and cacophonous laughter is now echoing the heavens. R.I.P. Eric.
I am filled with sadness to know of your passing. You were so good to Deniece and I. Peace and love, my friend.
