In Memory of

Felix

Anthony

McDonald

Condolences

Condolence From: Kb
Condolence: I am sorry for your loss “Moreover, may our Lord Jesus Christ himself and God our Father who loved us and gave everlasting comfort your hearts and make you firm in ever good deed and word” ~ 2 Thessalonians 2:16,17 I hope this helps.
Monday October 01, 2018
Condolence From: D.F.
Condolence: My sincere condolences to the family and friends. May you take comfort in the words at Psalms 34:18.
Thursday September 27, 2018
Condolence From: John D. Maclure
Condolence: Mary Rose please accept my sincere sympathy for the loss of your father. Having served with you on the committee its was quite easy to see how close you are with your parents. Reading the obituary proves your father was quite a man and my heart goes out to you as I'm sure he will be sadly missed.
Sunday September 16, 2018
Condolence From: Thomas Bridget Barry & Darragh McDonald
Condolence: Sincere Sympathy to Diane, Jimmy, Mary Rose, Joe, Maeve and Christopher on the sudden passing of Felix. RIP. Our thoughts and prayers are with you all at this sad time. xxx
Thursday September 13, 2018
Condolence From: Matt Linden
Condolence: Felix will be missed, but not forgotten. Having known him for 53 years, he always was most welcoming to me and the rest of the Wethersfield neighborhood. We would sit and chat over a cup of tea and a slice of Diane's Irish soda bread. He will always be remembered by his gentle soul, graciousness, and a true friend. Diane, Jim, and Mary Rose - my heartfelt condolences to you and your extended families. A poem that I found: Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Everything remains as it was. The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no sorrow in your tone. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effort Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.
Thursday September 13, 2018