Death date: Jan 1, 0001
Woodrow W. Ayers Jr., age 79 of Clearwater, FL. passed on Wednesday, December 28, 2011 at Brookside Hospice House in Palm Harbor, Florida.Woodrow was born in Prudence, West Virginia and moved to Clearwater in 1992 from Cleveland, Read Obituary
Along with the sadness of your passing comes the joy of knowing you're with Gisele & other loved ones. I'm so glad we kept in touch after you & Gisele moved to Fla. & our talks since Ray & Gisele passed away. You were truly a dear friend & will be greatly missed. May you rest in eternal peace. Your friend always, Carolyn & Sons
Well dad I guess that this is it. I always knew this day would come and that I would be the one to take care of things for you. I always tried to earn your approval and I hope I have. I will always remember the good times and the rough times too. I guess they come with the territory. I will miss you greatly and am proud and blessed to be your son. Give Mom a kiss for me and say hi to all our relatives. Oh, don't forget your long johns. You hated cold weather so you moved to Florida and immediately made finding shade and air conditioning a priority. Go figure.Any way, I love you Dad, always will. Bye.
C'est fini. J'ai perdu un être cher : mon oncle d'Amérique. Comme j'ai aimé sa gentillesse et sa bonne humeur. Quels bons souvenirs lors de nos rencontres à La Rochelle avec Gisèle et Claude autour d'un bon verre de "monopole".Je me souviens d'un couple merveilleux. N'étaient-ils pas la belle soeur et le beau-frère préférés de ma maman "Nana".Willy, je t'aime. Dors en paix auprès de ceux que tu as aimés.
Uncle Willie, I remember your light hearted view to life and your endless smile. Your ability to break any room into laughter. I know you are home and at peace with the love of your life. My prayers are with you and all your loved ones. You will be greatly missed. With all my love,
58 years ago I met you. I was 10 and you were 21. Gisele shared with me that you were fine that she only gave birth to boys because I was your girl. I remember you bribing me with ice cream to shine your army boots. You would bring me a quart of ice cream and I would say, "That's not enough, you bring me a gallon and I will shine your boots." You would get that gallon for me! I remember Gisele throwing us out of the house and you taking me to the movies at the army base. One time we had to leave because we were laughing so hard. I remember you and Grandpa taking me hunting. You had me adjusting mirrors to attract the birds. When I realized what I was doing, I refused. I said, "You move the mirrors yourself!" You said, "I'm not killing the birds, Grandpa is - I'm just shooting my gun in the air." That was the last hunting trip I went on. I remember staying with you and Gisele for the summer - we had SO much fun - so much laughing! One time I took JP to the park in his carriage and he stood up and fell into a stream. He was all muddy and wet. I was so nervous to take him back home - scared what you and Gisele would say. As soon as I walked in the door, you both were shocked but cracked up laughing when I told you both what happened. Although we got older and distance kept us apart we made up for lost time with our daily phone calls. If I didn't hear from you I'd call and if you didn't hear from me you'd call. It was comforting knowing we were there for each other making sure we were ok. I miss you already! Please say hi and give big hugs to the family and if you see my dogs take care of them for me until I am reunited with you all. From one dinosaur to another other with love, Nicole
Dear Uncle Willie or Uncle Woodie, I was so confused when I was little what to call you. What I was not confused about was your love. I remember your smile and feeling like you were, well, my buddy. Whenever you and Gisele were around, my mom and Gisele would talk in French all the time. I would interrupt them, asking "what are you saying" and they would get frustrated after a while. I was just a little girl being nosy. You would smile, be patient, bend down, and translate what they were saying. I remember you would let me play with your dog but warn me not to put my face by her face. I remember Gisele waking up in the morning with a black and blue eye after a night of fun with you and mom. She slipped and hit her head on the sink. I remember all of you just laughing that morning, including Gisele. I remember bouncing around in the back of your truck with Patrick and my sister. We were going to the beach but as soon as we got out of the truck we were attacked by huge horseflies. You grabbed me quickly and threw me back into the truck, swatting the horseflies off of me. It was traumatic but I knew that you cared more for me than for yourself. Every time I see a horsefly I think of that day. I remember going camping with you both. I remember the special "coffee can" for late night "emergencies". I remember one summer you were visiting us and you decided to sleep in the backyard in your sleeping bag! You said that you loved the fresh air. I thought, this is NYC - fresh air? Well, I had bought a life size stuffed doll for my mom that Christmas, they called her "Floozy". Someone tucked her into your sleeping bag with you. You loved it! I remember you admiring my vegetable garden but suggested I water it more often. So I did that day and the next morning my two, thumb-sized cucumbers grew over a foot long! Unknowingly at the time, you replaced my cucumbers with your zucchinis that you brought from Ohio. I always felt that you contributed to my love for gardening. Most of all, for the love and care you have shown to my mom. For the daily calls and tracking her down if you didn't here from her. Thank you! You will be missed. I hope you are happy and comfortable now in Heaven with Gisele and the rest of the family. Your Great Little Niece, Jennifer
Mon cher petit Papa,Quel bonheur de parler toutes ces heures au téléphone depuis que maman est partie. Quel douleur que cela a était pour toi. Mais je me rappel des heures que l'on a passé sur nos souvenirs de Maman, La Rochelle, la France, la cuisine ... Ah la cuisine, que des cours que je t'ai donné au téléphone, pour revoir les recettes de maman et pour ne pas manger la même chose tous les jours ! On a passé des bons moments au téléphone.Et ta photo en uniforme UPS ! Le nombre de fois que je pense à toi chaque fois je vois ces camionnettes brunes en France. Et je pense à tous ces hivers là , où tu as passé des nuits dans le froid extrême avec des tonnes de neige. Que je demandait au bon dieu de te protéger. Mais tu était un "champion" dans ces gros bahuts sur la route ! Tu as mérité ta montre UPS plus que ils se sont rendus compte.Désormais tu es de nouveau dans les bras de Maman, et ma petite Kelly est surement à tes côtes en train de te caresser ton front. Elle t'aimait beaucoup; elle me posait beaucoup de questions sur Maman et toi. Tu n'as pas souffert, et je crois Maman et Kelly en est pour quelque chose. Maintenant tu peux "venir" en France quand tu veux. Je suis certain que je sentirai ta présence bientôt ...Tu étais un merveilleux Papa; Grâce à toi, j'ai fais des études et j'ai des connaissances que personne puissent m'enlever. Tu as été plus important pour moi que tu aurais pu imaginer; Merci Papa.Je t'aime, et je t'aimerai, toujours mon cher Papa ...
Pappy,When I think of you, I think all the times I begged to ride your bike, the times we would sit and have long philosophical discussions for hours, and also the nights we would watch Dean Martin's Celebrity Roasts together and just laugh until we couldn't breathe. I smile when I think of your hair flapping in the wind, and the nights we would go to Flannigans and walk out on the pier to say goodbye to the day. It is hard to think, now I have to say goodbye to you....but in reality...I will see you another day. Tell MeMe I love her and cant wait to see you both, happy and healthy. Since I am not good at saying goodbye...I will say...."Au revoir...Je t'aime...""God gives us many gifts in life, fromfriends, and neighbors too; but thegreatest gift that God can give,is in the grandfather he gave to me..."Love,Your granddaughter, Nicole Ayers
