"My dear brother Barry Burns (as your military friend would say “that’s a…. bad name”). Words cannot express how much I love you and will miss you. I will miss knowing that I could call you and you would always be on the other end to answer or call back. I’ll miss the calls when we communicated about our childhood. You would start with “Do you remember? …” and I would know we were going to be on the phone for a while reminiscing and laughing and enjoying one another. Those were good times! With you being 2 years younger than me, mama gave you to me to love and to protect and I took it seriously! I literally thought it was my duty to do so. When you grew up and towered over me, I felt the assignment was still the same and had not changed. Loving you will not stop! R.I.H. until we meet again." |
"Daddy's Little Girl" (written in 1995) |
"I already knew that morning that God was going to call your name. In life I loved you dearly. In death I do the same. It broke my heart to lose you, you did not go alone, for parts of me went with you the day God called you home. You left me peaceful memories your love is still my guide and though I can not see you, you are always at my side. my family chain is broken and nothing seems the same but as God calls us one by one the chain will link again. Love always." |
"Cousin Barry, Even though you could answer to several roles in life, (brother, son, father, cousin, protector, veteran, etc.), my favorite was that you loved to bring joy and laughter...you were the "Fun Master." You will be dearly missed and per one of our favorite songs "As" by Stevie Wonder:
As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving,
And the rosebuds know to bloom in early May,
Just as hate knows love's the cure
You can rest assured,
That we'll be loving you always
As now can't reveal the mysteries of tomorrow
But in passing will grow older every day
Just as all is born is anew
Do know what I say is true
That we'll be loving you always
Rest in Love Cuz,"
Barbara Wilson, cousin
"When things like this happen, some of us find ourselves going down memory lane of times spent together... One of my 1st memories was Uncle Barry and I on the city bus he was driving after he spent time in Vietnam. I was very young. Then I was thinking of the time he took over our house on Piper Street. While my mother was sick, my dog Princess and I stayed with him. I was probably around 10 or 11 and he was around 27 or 28 years old. |
"I am truly thankful for our conversations and family events that we were able to share together |