 
The Light of Peace
Many waters I have sailed
Throughout the voyage of life
Over waters tranquil
Free of pain and strife
Sometimes tossed in raging storms
Though never left alone
There was a light that beckoned me
Toward the shores of home
Always in the distance
This beacon I could see
Giving me direction
As I sailed upon life's sea
My Journey is completed now
The tide is drifting in
My vessel moves on gentle waves...
Eternity begins
Joshua is my first born, born Joshua Jay English on March 13 1982 at
exactly 7:53 am. He weighed 6lbs 91/2 ozs and was 19 3/4" long. He had a
head full of soft brown hair and deep blue eyes and dimples.
Josh was a very happy baby rarely seen without a smile. He was never
shy and he loved to be around people right from the start.
He was born the 3rd Grandchild and loved to be around his 2 older
cousins Eric and Daryl. He started talking early and was never afraid to
voice his opinions and he had a lot of them.
In December of 1985 I married Bill and Joshua not only gained a father
but a new brother Bryan 7 seven months younger than him and a new set of
Grandparents. In 1987 Josh was adopted by Bill and became Joshua Jay Farrar.
He got a new baby brother, Steven in June of 1987 and fell in love with
him instantly, he always tried to show him new things and keep him safe.
Josh used to get Steven from his crib and put him in bed with him. As they
got older Steven continued to sleep with Josh until Josh was about 16.
Sometimes in Joshua's room and sometimes in Steven's.
Josh went to Creston Elementary, Kellogg middle, and Franklin high
school. His best friend was Troy Barnard. He played baseball, basketball,
and football in scool.
When he was a teenager he wanted to join the airforce so he began
taking flying lessons at age 14. He later learned that because he had inner
ear problems the airforce wouldn't let him fly so he shifted his dream to
become a mortgage broker and a real estate agent. He also wanted to join the
big brothers program to help mentor troubled teens.
Josh was funny, loving, sensitive, and cocky. He was very self assured
and didn't lack the confidence that he would someday be rich.
He was very popular, people seemed to gravitate toward him, he always
lit up the room when he entered. He cared deeply for people and would lend a
hand to strangers and friends alike whenever he could. He always tried to
give whoever needed it a shoulder to cry on, he was loyal to all his friends
and family and always tried to be there when they needed him.
When he was 15 he met Brian Harper and they were like two peas in a pod
always together, they quickly became best friends and close as brothers.
There was nothing they wouldn't do for each other.
At 17 he began dating Desiree, In Dec 2003 they had a falling out and
began dating others but although thier lives seemed to be going in different
directions he loved her still.
He loved music, all kinds of music from country to rap and everything
in between. He said it wasn't the music that mattered, what mattered was the
story behind the song.
He liked to snowboard with his friends, fish with his Dad and brother,
go to Portland trailblazer games with his Grandpa, shop with his Mom and
Grandma and hang out with friends. He loved babies, sad movies, comedy, and
adventure. He liked lighthouses because he said they stood strong and proud,
provided light, and always guided you. He hated horror films, ranch
dressing, and dirty shoes.
On August 29 2001 his cousin Eric was killed on a motorcycle, he was
devastated and had a hard time reaching an understanding as to why this
happen and began seeking answers. He started going to church, often times
going alone.
He finially started to see his dreams coming true when he became a loan
officer for America One financial. He loved that job and he put everything
he had into it.
In February he decided to move out so he moved in with his friend Scott, he
loved being out on his own. When I went to see him the 1 st of March shortly
after he moved in I saw Scotts motorcycle a Ducati 900 and I said Josh I
better never catch you on that. He said don't worry mama you won't besides
what are the odds of it happening twice in the same family. I said I don't
want to find out.
On March 11th Josh called me from work he was getting ready to leave,
we talked about his birthday coming up on March 13th. We talked about his
taxes and mine, and a little about how
work was going. When we hung up Josh said "I love you mama". His Dad and I
then went to the tax place and signed our taxes then we went to the bakery
and ordered Joshua's Birthday cake.
When we got home there was a message from the hospital. I called the
hospital which is 25 miles from my home and they told me that Josh had been
in a motorcycle accident and was in critical condition.
On the way there I called my mom from my cell phone, Desiree, and my
sister. It seemed like it was taking so long to get there. I never imagined
he was dead and I couldn't comprehend he was on a motorcycle.
When I got to the hospital they told me he was gone, my beautifull blue
eyed boy just 2 days before his 22nd birthday was dead. The rest is a blur.
Turned out that when Joshua got home from work he decided to take a
friend for a ride on Scotts bike, he was trying to pass a car using the
bicycle lane on the right. his estimated speed was 45 mph, the speed limit
was 35. He slid on gravel and lost control, the bike hit the speed limit
sign, Chelsea and Josh were both thrown. Chelsea hit the ground, Josh flew
head first into a pipe filled with concrete that was there to protect an old
fire hydrant. He had a helmet on but he died of head injuries. Chelsea thank
God suffered only minor injuries.
Joshua's eyes, heart valves, and skin was donated at his request, he
disscussed this with me before. I have since recieved a letter that his eyes
have been successfully transplanted into 2 people and they can both now see.
Joshua gave so much in life, his heart and compassion was large. He now
has given a lot in death. We love you Joshua Jay, Soar in the clouds with
Eric and be free. You and Eric are our brightest stars.
In memory of Joshua and of Eric
If your going to ride motorcycles
please ride them safely your
family needs you.
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