In Loving Memory And Tribute
To Our Grandson

Zachariah (Zach) Schalles Readler

May 4, 1982 - February 3, 2002

February 3rd, 2002

The worst day of my life!!!!

At 3 a.m. a call from Beth (Zach's mom)
saying Zach was killed by a hit and run driver.

(We found out later it was not a hit and run).

She lives two and a half hours away from the hospital,
we are only ten minutes away.
We went immeadiately.
It was like a nightmare!

Zach had been to a party across the street from the university
where he was a sophomore majoring in pyschology.

He was crossing the street going back to his
dorm when he was hit by a car and instantly killed.

Zach was our first grandchild.
He was born one month early and weighed
only 3 lbs. 14 oz.

All he needed to do was grow, which he did.

In a matter of two weeks he was able to
come home from the hospital.

Growing up he played football most of his life.

He had so many friends.
He loved people.

We always thought he picked the right major.
He had many jobs being a teenager.
He worked in a truck stop, a pizza stand
at the fair, working in a garden center.

The last job he had was working three nights a week telemarketing.
He was good at it because he liked to talk to people.

At his viewing there were 500 people.
300 at his funeral.

We never knew young people could cry so.

Our family misses him so very much.

His "pop" and I miss him very much.

HE was our helper,and when he needed something
done for him when he was at school,
he called us because we were so close.

He even stayed with us sometimes.

A quote from Helen Keller

"The best and most beautiful things in the world
cannot be seen or touched.
They must be felt with the heart."

If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane,
we would walk right up to Heaven and bring you home again.

We love you Zach.

Gram and Pop

What's Up Gram

I can see your heart still hurts for me,
And that is why I'm stopping by,
Each time you shed a tear for me,
It is with tears I also cry.

When I left and walked through Heavens gate,
Only then did I realize,
That the angels who surrounded me,
Were my friends in a perfect disguise!

To try and describe being home with God,
Is something I cannot do,
For there are no words that exist on earth,
That could paint a picture for you.

My thoughts do not stray from memories shared,
As I live them each glorious day,
The cookies you baked for Dawn and I,
We always enjoyed our stay.

Did you know I can play football in Heaven,
And listen to the music of Creed,
I spend hours talking with Jesus,
He has fulfilled my every need.

You see Gram and Pop how happy I am,
No tears of sorrow, heartache or pain,
There is nothing in Heaven I long for,
Except being with you all again.

On the day all my friends had bid me farewell,
And I heard the tears fall that they cried,
If only they had known where my journey would end,
And that only my body had died.

Remember how I always called on you,
Whenever I needed things done,
This is what you can do for me now,
Don't weep.... God's will has be done.

~valentyne~ lang

The above poem was written for me by a poet name,
Valentyne Lang
Visit his poetry site by clicking here

Native American Prayer

I give you this one thought to keep

I am with you still I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn Rain.

When you awaken in the mornings hush,

I am the swift, uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not think of me as gone

I am with you still in each new dawn

Author unknown

You bade no one a last farewell,
We never said good-bye.
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God knows why.

Many a lonely heartache,
Often a silent tear
To a beautiful memory,
Of the one we loved so dear.

Your memory is a keepsake,
With that we'll never part.

God has you in his safe keeping,
We have you in our hearts.

To visit Zach's Christmas 2004 page
click on the little Christmas tree

The song you are hearing is

With Arms Open Wide
by Creed,

One of Zach's favorite groups.

Our lives go on without you
And nothing is the same,
We have to hold the heartache,
When someone speaks your name.

Sad are the hearts that love you,
Silent the tears that fall,
Living our lives without you,
Is the hardest part of all.
Your heart was kind and true,
And when we needed someone,
We could always count on you.

The special years will not return
When we were all togther,
But with the love within our hearts,
You will walk with us forever.

Author unknown

More poems by clicking the next button

Four years have come and gone since Zach left us. A page
has been created reflecting on what we think
Zach is saying to us

To visit this page click on the following words

Five Years Later

I am a member of Missing Our Grand Angels support group