In loving memory
Richard Hills
Mar 20, 1964-May 21, 2000
Son, Husband, Father, Brother, Friend

I was very honored when Richard's mother Judith wrote to me and asked if I would make her son and hero a memorial page. Over the past month or two Judith and I have written back and forth in e-mail and I could tell by her heartfelt words how much she was hurting and missing her son. I only hope this simple page does the memory of this extraordinary man justice. He did so much for so many in his short life and I am sure will be remembered with love and gratitude for many years to come. 

Through Judith's letters I feel as if I knew her son. Richard leaves behind a wife Robin and 5 beautiful children, Heather, Jodi, Jason, Chelsea and Kate. He also had a sister Lorraine and a brother Mark who he was very close to.

Richard was a carpenter who loved his job and did it with pride. He was an elected official and served on the village council of the small village of Muir, Michigan. He fought for the rights of the  senior citizens and loved the children so as to be a little league manager for 8 years. In gratitude for his untiring service the town dedicated a field in his name called the Richard Hills memorial field No 6. , which was his favorite nascar drivers number, Mark Martin. He loved car racing.

Richard also loved to watched the eagles that came to the fields near his home and so I though it fitting to honor and tribute this giant of a man with eagles as I am sure his soul is soaring with the eagles he loved so dear. The midi selected was Richard's favorite hymn...On Eagles Wings. With much respect to Judith and family and may God Bless you all. Island Princess

"Eagle Medicine is the power of the Great Spirit, 
the connection to the Divine. It is the ability to live 
in the realm of spirit, and yet remain connected 
and balanced within the realm of Earth. Eagle 
soars, and is quick to observe expansiveness within 
the overall pattern of life. From the heights of the 
clouds, Eagle is close to the heavens where the 
Great Spirit dwells."
-Jamie Sams, Seneca/Choctaw, and David Carson, Choctaw

For Richard

Son, I struggle every morn to wake up and face the day alone
and so much of me left that day the eagles brought you home
I soared high amongst the heavens holding on to you so tight
then I left with you the best part of me, my heart, within the light

I know my heart is in good hands as I often feel you here
I am happy and sad at the same time and I sometimes shed a tear
I am sad because I miss you, your shining eyes and beautiful smile
I am glad, because I know my heart is with you all the while

And when the days are very dark and I feel so all alone
I just think of how at peace you are up in your heavenly home
Then I look into your children's eyes and see you smiling back at me
and in your children you have left much love, yourself, their legacy

I will never stop missing you Richard, you are my Hero and my Son
and this ache I carry here inside of me can never become undone
I try to face these lonely days as I so often saw you do, with strength,
courage and the help of God, I know they will see me through

One year has gone by since I held you,
and felt your warmth against my breasts
The day God sent down the eagles
to take you home for your well earned rest
Copyright © May 2001 Island Princess....All Rights Reserved

Written with much love and respect for Richard Hills and his mother Judith

 

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Please be so kind and sign Richard's memory book below, thank you

 

Midi playing....On Eagles Wings

I wish to thank my sis  for making this very special set for Richard's tribute.

This page written , made and Copyrighted © Jan 13, 2001 by Island Princess and IceDream all rights reserved