Troy will be missed, that will not go away. But, we know where he is because his faith did not sway. Many cared and loved him as a great brother. Every one knew he couldn't be loved any more by his father and mother.
Troy was a dedicated Christian, husband and father to name a few. But, amongst his busy schedule you could always find him on Sundays in a pew.
There are countless big and small things he accomplished, often attaining goals and dreams he wished.
He used his brain for doing the homes finances, and helped many children sometimes taking chances.
He was definitely a devout Kansas City fan; whether decorating his office, or sitting at a game getting a tan.
He helped kids learn how to throw, hit and catch a ball, and offered a warm hug after a bad fall.
He taught his boys lessons and important things. They thought he could do everything, or maybe had hidden wings.
Certainly forgotten he will not be, for he lives on in Taylor and T.C.
By: Lucky to be Irish
This song was played at his funeral....it was his and Donna's (his wife) song. Their sons Taylor and T.C. picked it out to play.
