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Debbie Feinberg

Memorial created 12-29-2009 by
Debbie Feinberg
Jake Andrew Feinberg
April 21 1977 - February 9 2009

On the dock at Pensacola Beach

This online memorial was created in loving memory of Jake Feinberg, whose life story is told throughout this memorial website. Please sign Jake 's guest book and let us know you came to visit. I would appreciate it if you would kindly leave your e-mail address on the post, I will make sure to delete it before anyone see's the message. I would love to stay in contact with any and all of Jakes friends. I encourage you to leave a favorite story to share about Jake. We will remember Jake forever. Grief is not a problem to be cured. It is simply a statement that you have loved someone. I love you Jake, with all my heart. I told you I will aways love you no matter what, always and forever, Mom....

 

Sitting on my favorite blanket, 6 weeks old

One of Jake's favorite pass times, was when he learned how to fish; Both his dad and his grandma taught him about fishing..the fish and the sea never stopped amazing him, and he never stopped amazing me, I am Jake's mom. Jake was a warm, loving, loyal, and faithful son, he showed a great capacity for affection as well as for natural beauty and art. Jake always had a captivating personality, from the time he was born he was usually smiling at everyone. Though his time here on Earth was too short, we treasure the good times we were able to have with him. Dear Jake, I Will Never Forget I will never forget on the special day you were born you taught me a mother's love could never be torn. I amost died that day, you would have had not had a mom. I will never forget all the little hugs that would let me know you understood, all the love we shared over and above where ever we stood. I'll never forget the day you learned to walk, you followed me to the neighbors to talk. I'll never forget you selling produce at your farm-stand you said Mom we need more pies to make it grand. I'll never forget your first baseball suit, you wanted for it to look like you slide in soot. I'll never forget helping you learn to drive, as you had to get that clutch just right to get it to go and drive. I'll never forget you saying to me will I always be your mom, I said of course I will until I am gone. I'll never forget all the I love you mom's, because I always said I love you too. I'll never forget what you did for me, you made me your mom, you are so precious to me. I'll never forget the phone call that night, when they said I'm sorry to say your son is gone, I'll never for get how broken I felt, you will never leave my heart. I'll never forget what you meant to me. I'll never forget what you did for me. Jake you are forever in my heart, and forever my dear son. I love you Jake always and forever...Mom In Loving Memory Of Jake Andrew Feinberg

 

Visit at home in Florida

If Tears Could Build a Stairway If tears could build a stairway, and thoughs a memory lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. No Farewell words were spoken. No time to say good-bye. You were gone before I knew it, and only God knows why. My heart's still active in sadness, And secret tears still flow. What it meant to lose you, no one can ever know. But now I know you want us to mourn for you no more, To remember all the happy times, life still has much in store. Since you'll never be forgotten, I pledge to you today, A hallowed place within my heart, is where you'll always stay. God knows why, with chilling touch, Death gathers those we love so much, And what now seems so strange and dim, Will all be clear, when we meet him, there is love in every tear. Author Unknown

 

The dance with mom at Jake's wedding

Jake got married on December 10, 2005 To Elizabeth Lowe. This picture I am dancing with my mom.

 

Jake at 3 weeks old

On April 21, 1977 Jake was born 1 month early and was already 6 lbs, 11 oz., and 21 inches long.  My son, my baby.

 

I remember Jake saying to me save this one mom, you may want it in years to come. I am writing this exactly as it is on the paper, with spelling errors. Life as a one half I am one half ofa pizza. Every body looks at me because I'm a half. I became a one when I was eaten. Life as a one is boring. Your not as big asaone hole. If sombody eats the other half you have problem. Life as a one half is the pits believe me. I don't now I'm going to live a good as one half.

 

This is my son Jake..

All Jake wanted in life was love, he wanted to be loved as much as he did love. He always wanted to do the right thing. I love and miss you Jake, Mom....

 

Jake and 3 village team mates

Hint I am in the back row right next to the man in the green shirt.

 

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