2012-02-09 / Obituaries

Kelly T. Verceles

Kelly Theodore Verceles, 40, of Marsing, Idaho, passed away on Feb. 1.

Kelly was born in Burlingame on Sept. 14, 1971, then moved with his family to Mariposa in 1979 where they operated and ran Mariposa Flagstone Quarry.

In his younger years, Kelly was active in Little League baseball from 1979 to 1984. Kelly attended Mariposa County High School and was active in football and graduated in 1990.

After graduation, Kelly went on to pursue his lifelong dream of joining the US Marine Corps. He served from 1990 to 1994. While in service, he took part in Operation Restore Hope in Somalia and served in Okinawa, Japan.

After Kelly’s honorable discharge from the Marine Corps in 1994, he went on to be a heavy equipment mechanic, mainly for Caterpillar. Kelly also did civilian work in Iraq in 2009 and was active with the VFW.

Kelly found happiness in four-wheeling and snapping photos of himself while riding on his Harley with his faithful companion, Addy.

Kelly is survived by his wife, Celina Verceles; daughters, August and Brianna Verceles; parents, Ted and Priscilla Verceles; sister, Christina Verceles and her family; brother, Pike and his family; his beloved dog, Addy; and many, many more family and friends who loved him so much.

A memorial service is planned for 1 p.m., Saturday, Feb. 18 at the Mariposa Fairgrounds in Building B.

The family is planning a potluck, so those who will attend are asked to bring a side dish of their choice. In lieu of flowers, an account has been established in Kelly’s memory for his daughters at Yosemite Bank. The account number is 307013318.

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Dearest Kelly, You were

Dearest Kelly, You were the love I had waited for and then the friend I thought I could never do without. You hid your hurt from almost everyone. I never knew how to say goodbye... then or now. I do know there is a tree in a special place with our name on it. I know you moved on with your life, as it should be. As I did with mine, but I hope you know that no one will ever replace you in my heart. No one. You blessed me for the first time with hope and happiness. I actually imagined growing old with you. Your smile, that crooked mischievous smile. That glint in your eyes. The spontaneous goofiness that you never were afraid to show. The love that you so freely gave 100 percent. I wish the world knew you as I knew you. If more people shared what we shared...even if it was brief..a year after all is nothing in the scope of things, then hopelessness would not exist. You may have made some choices in the last year that drastically changed the way you conducted your life , but those family and friends that were blessed enough to know you, know the REAL you. I couldn't be there to say goodbye, I wanted to be. I just didn't think it was my place to be the one wildly mourning in the back of the room when I didn't have a chance of meeting those close to you. You were the man I knew the shortest amount of time...yet you are the one who affected me the most. I know you called to make amends. I will never forget what you said...ever. I just thought I had a thousand more times to talk to you. I didn't know that when you said goodbye...that you were saying "goodbye". Please don't ever stop singing, don't ever stop being adventurous, and please please please visit me in my dreams. You changed me. You gave me something I never had before. For that I will always be grateful. Love is fleeting at times, but yours will stay with me until I die. (which I don't intend on doing for another 80 years or so..lol) But you better be waiting for me, at that door, smiling and your arms open wide. You will be the first person I look for on the flip side. If you want to meet me under the trees and by the river, that is where I will be waiting for you. Love always. Love forever. And I pray there is a heaven, because it wouldn't be the same without you in it. xoxoxoxo Anonymous

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