"Additional Tribute Link: http://youtu.be/-4TZgbYsHd0"
In loving memory of
Keith Girardi-Pulley
March 18, 1986 - April 26, 2011
Name: Keith Girardi-Pulley
Life Dates: 3/18/1986 - 4/26/2011
Pre-deceased by
Predeceased by his grandfather, Angelo Girardi and his papa, Gerald O'Neil.
History
He is survived by his son, Christian, age 4, daughter, Keira, age 3 of Irving, Texas; father, John C. (Patricia) Pulley of Rockfield, Kentucky; mother, Elizabeth C. Girardi (USMC retired) of Camp Lejeune, NC; sister, Kristina T. Brooks (Chase A. Fifield) both active duty Marines of Camp Lejeune, NC; grandmother, Juliette T. O'Neil of Rochester, NY; niece, Sophia of Camp Lejeune, NC.
Donations
In lieu of flowers, donations may be made in Keith's Memory to the Wounded Warrior Project, 7020 AC Skinner Pkwy, Suite 100, Jacksonville, FL 32256. (www.woundedwarriorproject.org).
Services
Keith's Visitation will be on Friday May 6, 2011 from 5-8 PM at the Funeral Home 1411 Vintage Lane (between 390 Long Pond Rd.) His Funeral Mass will be celebrated on Saturday May 7 at 10 AM at St. Charles Borromeo Church (3003 Dewey Ave.) Interment private.
Additional Information
Born March 18, 1986 -Passed suddenly on April 26, 2011 at age 25. Specialst Girardi was a soldier in the US Army of the 11th Signal Brigade, stationed at Fort Huachuca, Arizona.
Keith had a memorial service in Arizona, the local newspaper's coverage of this service can be seen by clickin on the following link:
http://www.svherald.com/content/news/2011/05/11/soldier-remembered-during-memorial-service
Tributes
"Bethe T Girardi Relation to Deceased: Mother My Darling Keith.. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips"
"Bonnie Boyer Relation to Deceased: Great Aunt. Keithie, Our love and prayers are with you honey. You will always be loved so much, more than anyone can ever say. We love you. Aunt Bonnie, Georgie and Johnnie I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You'll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker"
"Lauren E Bisson Relation to Deceased: Girlfriend "I'm a spacebound rocketship and your hearts the moon, and I'm aiming right at you, right at you." I miss you boo. I love you. Those we love remain with us for love itself lives on, and cherished memories never fade because a loved one's gone. Those we love can never be more than a thought apart, far as long as there is memory, they'll live on in the heart."
"CW3 Lisa Stansbury Relation to Deceased: Supervisor Just one of the many memories of SPC Girardi: It was a friday and i was planning on going hiking in the desert and I really was just kidding around when i announced at the end of the day "I'm going hiking , i'm packing my gun, and if anything happens to me i expect all you guys (Team of about 10 Soldiers) to be the ones to bury me." I remember looking over at SPC Girardi and he was cracking up and he turned to me and he said "Chief, don't worry, of course we would do that for you." Even though it started out just a joke, I left that day knowing that SPC Girardi would make it happen...cause that's how he was. SPC Girardi's Army family grieves for you. He will be missed. The clock of life is wound but once, And no man has the power To tell just when the hands will stop At late or early hour. To lose one's wealth is sad indeed. Too lose one's health is more. To lose one's soul is such a loss That no man can restore." Today, only is our own. So live, love and toil with a will. Place no faith in tommorrow, For the clock may soon be still."