I would just like to mention that Jonathan’s passing was on SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 7, 2020, NOT ON November 11, 2020, nor did he pass on Saturday, November 8, 2020,

I will always remember my short time spent with Jonny as the best part of a tough and complicated time. He was always looking for a way to shower people with loving embrace and inclusion. He brought you in as a friend with ease, and he forgave quickly. He was so full of enthusiasm and humor that there was never a moment that couldn't spin off into a makeshift day of fun or fall over aching laughter. He was literally someone you could be flat broke with and never feel it. What he had you couldn't fake, did not cost a dime, and filled every minute to the brim with joy and contentment. He came with his own ridiculous language in play that our friends were always trying to emulate and catch up to. But he was too fast, too creative. He was always ahead of us, surprising and legendary.

For all that he struggled with something deeply in his soul that would rattle him to the core. I did not come to know what it was. But he was never alone in his fights. He had the love and support of his family and friends in all his peaks and valleys. Of all of our time I only regret that I let the distance from Portland to Seattle fade our time together and stopped getting in touch.

To not have our children meet each other or be able to spend time with him again, whether in his struggles or on the other side of the valley, is a crushing loss. God bless Jonathan Moore, his child and family.

I am Sorry to see Jon Go,
He Loved His Son Very Much,
And I Would Have Loved To Get To Know Him Better For Longer Than Life Gave.
He Was A Bright Mind, He Had An Open, And Caring Soul. He Even Shared His Secret Intent To Propose To His Love And Mother Of His Child Autumn Come December. He Truely Cared So Much For Those He Loved, Only Proved By His Want To Make December Special Again For Autumn. I Am Truely Sad He Won't Ever Fulfill This Desire But Superbly Grateful That I Was Given The Opportunity By Him To Relay His Deepest Desire To Her In His Stead. Farewell Jon, I Only Hope That Life Sees Fit To Allow Your Son And Would Have Been Wife The Comfort Of Never Being Separated Like You Had Desired, Rest In Peace.

Don’t think of him as gone away
his journey’s just begun,
life holds so many facets
this earth is only one.

Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.

Think how he must be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.

And think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched…
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.
His Journey’s Just Begun by Ellen Brenneman

Brahma
By Ralph Waldo Emerson

If the red slayer think he slays,
Or if the slain think he is slain,
They know not well the subtle ways
I keep, and pass, and turn again.

Far or forgot to me is near;
Shadow and sunlight are the same;
The vanished gods to me appear;
And one to me are shame and fame.

They reckon ill who leave me out;
When me they fly, I am the wings;
I am the doubter and the doubt,
I am the hymn the Brahmin sings.

The strong gods pine for my abode,
And pine in vain the sacred Seven;
But thou, meek lover of the good!
Find me, and turn thy back on heaven.

We are all so sorry.... Rob, Judy and Sharon