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Anthony Duncan was tragically killed on his way to school on the morning of February 16th, 2001. He was riding his bicycle and was hit by a truck in the oncoming lane, when he moved over to let a school bus pass him. You can view the full story on the news page. Anthony was a wonderful person and would have turned 12 on the 29th of March this year. He will be sorely missed by all who knew him.
In honor of Anthony, I am dedicating this page to his memory, and the joy he brought to everyone's life that he touched. Below are letters that have been sent to me as the website administrator about Anthony, in addition excerpts from the Guestbook from guests who wanted to share their thoughts and sorrows about Anthony, and him being taken from us. I am also including anything else related to Anthony's life that would add to this tribute page in a positive way.
Please feel free to e-mail me anything you would like to see posted here, and I will be glad to add it to this page.
Thank you for visiting this page in memory of Anthony.
Anthony Bear by Crystal Duncan (01/28/02)
This is for Angi, but we wanted to share with everyone.
Yesterday as Ashley turned 10 months old, we made a bear in Memory of Anthony.
We went to the Create-a-Bear Workshop, and did the following: First we picked the bear out, which Ashley did by touching and laughing, so that was going to be the bear. Then we go to the stuffing machine. Before the bear was stuffed we put an "I Love You" button in his right arm. He also has his own tracking number so if he get lost and returned to them, they will return him to us. Then finally, we stuffed him. We made him soft and cuddly.
After he was stuffed, he was given three hearts, one from Me and Ashley, one from Grandma (Bev), and one from Linda (an old coworker of Bev's). We made a wish, gave it a kiss, wiggled and put the hearts inside and then he was stitched up. We then gave him a bath and got him all cleaned up.
Then over to the computer to name him. We thought Anthony was a good name so Ashley can always have a little piece of her cousin growing up. We get either a story or a birth certificate, so we chose the story, and how cute it is! Then we had to put some clothes on Anthony Bear so we found the T-shirt that says "Somebody in Colorado Loves Me". Once he was all dressed, we went to pay, and Anthony got his own take-me-home box and a purple ribbon to finish it off. We left the store with our new little Anthony Bear that was born on January 27,2001.
The photos are to show the bear and how much Ashley loves it. We had so much fun making the bear and Ashley will have it forever.
Hope you all enjoy.
Author: Carroll & Nicki Broch, Billings, MT
We worked with Angi in Billings before she moved to Greenville. Angi and Anthony visited us often and we were very fond of both of them. Carroll was so seldom at home when his children were at the age we knew Anthony and he particularly enjoyed talking and playing with him. Anthony was a bright and funny little boy and we missed him enormously when they moved. He was so courageous but very matter of fact about his respiratory problems and didn't seem to let anything take that beatific smile from his face. I'm sure as he grew he was the pride and joy of his mother's life. He was always a blessing to those around him. It was a pleasure to read the kind words of his teachers - he must have been a joy to teach.
We cannot imagine the pain of losing a child...it just isn't supposed to work that way. Our thoughts and prayers go out to Angi. She taught Anthony the courage and generosity and joy in life that made his life shine. I hope that same courage will sustain her now.
Author: Alastair Smith, England
So sorry to hear the news of Anthony's death. He was such a big hearted guy, and will be sadly missed. Thinking of you all at this time.
Author: Bek Fitzjarrald, Elmhurst, IL
I feel more like Angi's sister most times. I get the standard "sister" talks. I have only one brother, and I have always wished for a sister ... Some prayers are answered for along came Angi, who dropped in my lap .. LOL Angi ... I love you heaps hon ... more than you shall ever know my friend ... and you mean more to me than words could ever describe. I am just so very thankful that you have chosen to walk this path with me ... walk next to me as I journey through this life. Seeing all there is to see. Your presence has graced and brightened my every step. Your laughter has echoed through the rooms of my heart. Your friendship has blessed my world. Thank you for being my Goober !!!
Much love my friend,
Also submitted by Bek Fitzjarrald and Brandi Rivera:
WIND BENEATH MY WINGS
It must have been cold there in my shadow,
So I was the one with all the glory,
Did you ever know that you're my hero,
It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
Did you ever know that you're my hero?
Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
Author: Sheryl & Roger Goodman, New York City
We wish to extend our sincerest sympathies, prayers and love to all of
Anthony's friends and family.
I had the pleasure of meeting Anthony several years ago in New York when he visited his Aunt Janet. We spent an afternoon together learning about each other and laughing lots! I was overwhelmed by his ability to give of himself so freely. I spoke with him this past summer and he remembered our visit of 4 years prior...what a guy! There is not much to say that will take away your pain, but I had to let you know what a special a person I found in Anthony. He touched my life. His love and zest for life will live on in all of those who know him, love him and remember him daily in heart, mind and prayer. He is an angel in heaven ...watching over those he loves.
With Love, Sheryl
Author: Brandi Rivera, Chicago, IL
Just wanted to give my thoughts and support to Anthony's family and friends. He will be missed by many. My heart goes out to you Angi..... We are here for you anytime you need us.
(Please see above poem submitted by Bek Fitzjarrald, as they sent it together)
Author: Erika, New York
Your website is wonderful. I read all the articles about Anthony and I although I was deeply saddened by his tragic death, I was also touched by his kind and loving heart. I had the pleasure to meet Anthony in 1992 in Montana and saw him a few times when he was visiting Janet in New York. My most cherished memory was baby-sitting him in New York and spending time with him in Riverside Park before Janet went to Peace Corps. He was a truly special child and I feel blessed that I was touched by his life.
Author: Paul, Britain
Hi. Just wanted to say how sorry I was to hear about Anthony. My thoughts are with you Anj, and all of you.
Author: Toni, Pompano Beach, Fla.
When asked to write a poem for Anthony..It came easy...For the Angels ^j^ guided my hand.
Author: Doug Duncan, Denver, CO
My Little Hero
Anthony was my little hero.
From the time he was born, the doctors said that he "wasn't perfect".
Since then, he was to overcome more odds than an average person does in a lifetime. With a strong mother always at his side, he was growing up through difficulties that most people could not even dream of.
He had a daily regimen of intensive health related procedures he had to perform, but he did these almost every day. Not always without coaching, but he still performed these extremely unpleasant tasks, because he saw the big picture and knew it was necessary.
You will never see a picture of Anthony where he is not smiling. Anthony is in more photographs than the entire lineup of the New York Yankees since their first season, but you will see him smiling or just having fun in each and every photo you see of him. This was just the natural personality of Anthony, which is why he was so loved and always pleasant to be around. He touched the hearts of everyone he met, and couldn't help but spread the joy that was naturally radiating from him.
Anthony was an extremely smart kid. This showed in both his creativity and his sneakiness. He reminded me a lot of myself in this respect. He was always trying to "pull the wool over" the eyes of the much older and "wiser" adults around him. Sometimes he was successful, but other times he just plain got caught. Once that happened, you could just see the genius and creativity flow from him, attempting to "dig himself out" of the hole he had dug for himself. At times, he made such a great case, you couldn't help but let him off the hook, out of sheer respect for his creativity. He might have made a great defense attorney later in life.
He had a very giving heart and personality. He learned these skills from his parents, who naturally brought out this spirit that he always had. He also learned and developed this trait from his late grandfather Duncan, who was his "best buddy" whenever he was in Montana. Stan was very much this way also. Anthony even gave a large percentage of his allowance to charitable causes at his school, unknown to most except his classmates and teachers.
He has probably been to, and lived in, more places than most people, but adapted and made friends instantly. His personality was magnetic to everyone he met.
I only wish I had all these characteristics which Anthony had in his short life.
Anthony, you are my little hero.
The doctors said you were not perfect, but in my eyes you were.
I love you Anthony,
JeffGordon.com: Anthony LOVED Jeff Gordon, so it was only natural that I put a link to his hero's website here. Very good site if you are a Jeff Gordon fan, or just enjoy Nascar in general.
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