Travis James White
May 13, 1977 - April 25, 2006
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Travis James White
May 13, 1977 - April 25, 2006
Obituary
Travis James White 28 born on May 13, 1977, died on Tuesday, April 25, 2006. He worked for New Millinium Homes as a Supervisor for 8 years. He is survived by his loving sisters, Stephanie Ann Morgan and Jennifer Paige Cuff; loving brothers, Trevor Thomas White and Taylor Robert White; devoted parents, Jeanne Foley and Gerald White, Jr. He is also survived by his beloved step-parents, Deborah White and Richard Foley; loving grandparents, Jack and Shirly Rowe. Travis was dearly loved by many and will be deeply missed by all.
A Funeral Mass will be held on Friday, April, 28, 2006 – 12:00 P.M. at St. Catherine Of Siena Church, 990 Temple Terrace, Laguna Beach, CA 92651-2531
102 responses to Travis James White
Jane Reis says:
May 2, 2006
Travis you were a part of my daughter’s life and always will be.
Jane
Jennifer Cuff says:
May 2, 2006
“Erin Go Bragh”….My Dearest Baby Brother, you are in my heart, and soul, forever. I promise you an “Inspired Journey”…..from here on out and always!
Jen
Katelyn Cuff says:
May 2, 2006
I’m one of Travis’ fabulous nieces.
He was an awesome uncle.
We didn’t get to see him too much, but the times we did get to I cherished.
He is still with us today and forever.
Now we don’t have to call him and tell him we won a game because he was right there watching.
Love ya Travis,
Katelyn
Melissa Mastracco says:
May 2, 2006
Your spirit will be with me forever. Everyday a memory of you is triggered whether it be a song, conversation or the tires sitting in my driveway that you gave to Jared. I can still hear your voice say “Hey Mel”-that may fade with time, but I will never forget your face or the comfort I felt just knowing you. Thank you for being part of my life & I will miss you very much.
Mel
Poem written by Travis says:
May 2, 2006
In the end I pray for light!
An omnipresent embrace,
of a love shining bright.
I welcome the rayful beauty,
with a caressing stare.
Bathed in white warmth,
to resist I wouldn’t dare.
Into spirit I shed,
from which I’m now dead.
A post mortem delivery unto the one.
Beckon’s he calls,
come to me my Son.
With open arms I am consumed,
with his divine grace.
Insight I now know,
The beauty in our Father’s face.
In smile I see,
The truth of Christ’s love.
As he lay me down to sleep,
in Heaven above.