In Loving Memory of
Dennis Raymond Coleman
August 9, 1972 - July 7, 2001
Dennis just days before he passed away.
This is the story of my son, Dennis Coleman. His brother, who is ten months younger, will tell you that Dennis lived his life to the fullest. He was always busy going places and doing things. He never wanted to miss an opportunity, and was always searching for ways to make more money, etc. He loved to have fun. He was involved in playing paintball most recently until his death. He loved Christian music and he was also listening to dance music. He was feeling good about himself as he had gained some strength. He was getting on his feet after being separated from his wife the year or two before. He had also lost a few pounds. The kids and school were keeping him very busy. Abby was 3 and Ben was 5.
Dennis with his brother, Darren.
Dennis was born August 9, 1972, to Harold and Sylvia Coleman. He was their firstborn.
Ten months later, Darren arrived on the scene, and so they were almost like twins.
Our family back in the younger days.
Sad to say, Angel Dennis' Mom, Sylvia Coleman, passed away peacefully Monday, July 07, 2008 in Royal Inland Hospital surrounded by her immediate family. Sylvia was born in Swan River, MB, and completed her nurse's training in Winnipeg. She spent the first year of her marriage in Kenora, ON prior to moving to Merritt in 1971. She was employed by Princeton General Hospital until 2002. Sylvia courageously battled breast cancer, and as a cancer survivor worked very hard to support and encourage others going through a similar battle. Many of the participants in the Cancer Care Network looked upon Sylvia as someone who was always there for them and benefited from her care and support. Sylvia enjoyed socializing with friends and family and the numerous friends she met on-line. She was a loving wife, mother, grandmother, daughter, sister, aunt, and friend. She was a nurse who had a keen interest in healthcare. She was warm and loving to all who knew her, and did not hesitate to extend a helping hand to those in need. Left to cherish her memory are her husband Harold, son Darren, grandchildren Benjamin and Abby, mother Pearl Balan, sisters Iris (George) Rauch and Rose Balan, and numerous extended family members. Sylvia was predeceased by her son Dennis in 2001.
Dennis at age 8 or 9
Dennis working on the "Pink Palace."
Aunt Rose gave this to me some time ago and I wanted just to put it in here son .......
she gave it to use for a memorial for you .......
If I could have a lifetime wish...
A dream that would come true;
I'd pray to God, with all my heart,
for yesterday and you.
A thousand words can't bring you back.
I know because I've tried.
And, neither will a million tears.
I know because I've cried.
You left behind some broken hearts...
and happy memories, too.
I never wanted memories...
I only wanted you.
An angel in the book of life
wrote down my loved one's birth,
and whispered, as she closed the book:
"Too beautiful for Earth!"
Dennis had many varied interests including sports, mechanics. He was rather a jack-of-all-trades as he not only fixed his car but he rebuilt his trailer and our basement so he could live there. He named the trailer the "pink palace." He enjoyed going to church camp for himself, and also as a counselor and helper. He loved swimming (he was working towards his lifeguard certificate at the time of his death. He only had to work out his breathing.
Dennis and Dad, helping at the "Pink Palace."
He liked biking, hockey, baseball, paintball, and really enjoyed skiing. He had just taken his son, Ben, skiing the past winter before his death.
Skiing was special to him as that is how he met his wife.
The pictures above are of Dennis and Jody and their kids.
These four special gifts for Angel Dennis are from my friend Marie.
You can visit her website for her son Rob here ~ Rob Northrop's Site.
He was always very wise and stood up for his beliefs. Even when quite young he challenged the seventh grade teacher who was teaching new age philosophies that he felt were inappropriate.
He was not comfortable with these teachings due to his Christian beliefs.
Dennis enjoyed family get-togethers and loved to take pictures and encouraged us to take his. He enjoyed carving the turkey at Christmastime. He was quiet by nature, but he always listened to what people were saying and had a ready answer for them. He was never one to carry gossip,
and was quite annoyed when people did. He dearly loved his grandmother
and took the kids to visit her often.
Dennis at his graduation party, with his grandma (my mom), and there was always a strong bond there.
Dennis did a lot of different things and was always working on courses to better himself. He started an auto body repair course, but he decided it would be too dusty a job for him to do as he suffered with chronic bronchitis/pneumonia. It was then that he started science courses to go into nursing. He worked in a hardware store, and drove a school bus, and worked with the youth here in the city
as well as a detention home for the Salvation Army.
He married his sweetheart, Jody, when he was only twenty (the month he turned twenty and she was nineteen), and they had two children. Abby was born in 1998 and Ben in 1996. To him the kids were very important. He took them to different activities such as nice playgrounds and swimming pools. The kids were diving off the diving board before the age of two and he would be very calm with them and so they never were afraid of water. People in my aerobics class (as we would be there when he was) would watch in amazement with some of what he was doing with them and they had so much fun.
Dennis with his kids.
Dennis and his kids at the beach.
He went into nursing while married but did not continue then. Shortly before he died he decided to go back into nursing which was alot of work for him as he had to start at the beginning. At the time of his death, he was a second year student although he had been working ahead on many courses.
At the time of Dennis's accident, we were away with the kids as we had traveled to Manitoba to see family. That morning we were leaving Dinosaur Provincial Campgrounds (it is really an awesome park) and dropped into the main park area. Shortly after I turned on the cell phone and here there was 8 messages on there (Of course I still panic today if I turn it on and there are a lot of messages). No message told me much except to call here or there but no one was home. Finally, I called my mom who said we needed to get to the hospital in Kamloops as fast as we could
as Dennis was very badly hurt.
We drove to Calgary, Alberta, and from there we were lucky enough to catch a flight for the kids and us to Kamloops. This was all a nightmare for all of us. We left the truck and camper in Calgary, got a return ticket and headed to Kamloops where Dennis was in critical care. It was a hard ticket to purchase as it was one for an emergency where death was imminent. In the end we did not have to make the trip as my hubby's two brothers, a sister, and her daughter flew to Calgary from Winnipeg, then drove by truck and left by plane after the funeral.
Dennis had crashed numerous times on the return from surgery to remove his spleen. He had IV's, monitors, etc., all hooked to him. We knew from what we heard (as I am a nurse as well) that he would not survive. The family decided to remove the life support and let him go to heaven.
He passed away July 7, 2001, just around midnight.
Dennis always spoke about heaven even in his early years. For example, if he and Darren went on a church trip, he would say to me that if they died I was not to worry because I would see them in heaven and all would be okay. If he and Darren went on a trip with the church for example he would say if they died don't worry for I would see them up in heaven one day and it would be OK. Jody also said he would say, "Don't you just wish we could go to heaven right now;
its gonna be so wonderful up there."
She said she was in no great hurry to get there, and of course he wasn't either.
But, he instinctively knew what great things awaited him there.
Our family at Dennis's funeral, very sad.
The funeral was July 13, 2001. But we know he is in heaven watching and waiting for our arrival.
Today I am reminded that you never know when someone's time will be up...
We need to always cherish the moment and take pictures.
We never know if this could be the last family gathering,
the last supper they are present for.
Life is so very short...
We need to hug and love one another
for this could be our last chance to be together on this earth.
Sylvia, Dennis' Mom forever
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glint on snow
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there - I did not die.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awake in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there - I did not die.
The Broken Chain
We did not know that morning that God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly, in death the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
you did not go alone,
for part of us went with you the day God called you home
You left us peaceful memories,
your love is still our guide,
and though we cannot see you, you are always by our side.
Our family chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same,
but as GOD calls us one by one, the CHAIN will link again.
~ Author unknown
The poem in this clipping above is written by Kay Brewer,
an e-mail friend who lost 2 sons.
I thought of you today and wrote this small piece...I do hope it is alright..
Pam Gallo, Moments to Remember Poets Showcase
Missing You Isn't The Hardest Part
It Is Knowing That I Once Had You
That Breaks My Heart
Missing You Each Day
They say with time, things get easier.
They say time heals the pain...
They say, that after a fashion
I won't even realize You've gone away.
Yet time has tested their theory.
Days have turned to years...
And there isn't a morning I wake up,
That I dont search for you through my tears
Then I hear a voice calling out to me,
And I look into your Childs eyes ...
For a moment in time I find you again
Standing by my side.
Then I am swept to the time Of long ago,
I remember you on your fathers knee
Reflecting on the time of when...
And how things were "supposed" to be.
But this world held for us a different plan
We knew not what was meant to come
There is not a moment I don't miss you
With The deepest Mothers Love.
With time, things did not get easier.
And time has not healed the pain...
And even after a fashion
I still Miss you more with each passing day.
By Pam Gallo,
Thank you to my dear friend, Linda, for your help with so many of Dennis's photos for this page!
A friend can hear a tear drop.
This webpage is created
In Loving Memory of Dennis Raymond Coleman
on January 15, 2005
Last updated: July 30, 2016
© 2005 - 2016
Maria's Tribute to Christopher
Dear Sylvia, Jody, Abby, Ben and ANGEL Dennis
Where our Daddy
One of the stars
Our Mommy shows us
Belongs to our Daddy
To see him
We have to look up
We can't see you Daddy
No, my children,
You won't see me
Like you use to
But I am there
I see both of you, your Mommy too
If you feel you want to
Talk to me,
just look up
At that star, I am there
I am not too far away
I will blow kisses to you
I will protect you, your Mommy too
FOREVER I PROMISE
SEE YOU SOON
I LOVE YOU ALL
MY LOVE TO YOU ALL
In Loving Memory of Lee Henry Aguilera
This is a small token of my condolences to Angel Dennis' family. Chris, mom to Angel Wayne.
A graphic for the Coleman family from one grieving mother to another. God bless and comfort you.
From Angel Geoffrey's Mom, Karen.
May God bless and comfort you on this Anniversary of
your precious son Dennis.
May He grant to you some peace
of mind and heart. Love from, Karen, Geoff's Mum
In Loving Memory of Geoffrey P. Edwards
My Angel Son Michael
An Angel That Came To Earth For a Time
Leaving So Many With Tears Behind
Truly Too Good To Stay On This Earth
A Blessing To All On The Day of Your Birth
Brought Up To Heaven In The Blink of An Eye
Still Disbelieving and Wondering Why
We'll See You Again When That Trumpet is Blown
When Jesus Returns and Takes Us All Home
With My Love and My Deep Sorrow For The Loss of Your Dennis
A Very Special Angel
We celebrate your life and entry
into your eternal home with the Lord
With Loving Prayers