| "My Father the Hero" Many of you that knew my father knew that he was a good man, father, husband, brother and friend, but you may not have known some of the deepest parts of him as I did. He was always known to lend a helping hand to anyone who needed it, but he never asked for anything in return, that's the kind of man he was. His joy came in the giving, in knowing that he had helped another human being, no matter the inconvenience to himself. Although he loved his family, brothers, sisters, parents and friends without limits, he never really expressed it much verbally, and always acted like he was made of steel, but he was a very sensitive and caring man who was generous to no end. Very few ever saw his true heart, or knew that behind his humor, and his temper, was a teddy bear, with a very tender nature. Often, he would refuse to let me hug him. He would laugh and act like that was too mushy for him, but even though it went unspoken, he knew that I knew, that he secretly loved it. Not many knew that side of him, and the rare few who did, could call him not only a friend, but also a brother, at least in every way that mattered. He was not only my father... he was my hero. The purity of his heart in his actions towards helping others and his community, was beyond reproach. The devotion, the countless lives he saved over his years of service, the joy he could bring to anyone he was around, in laughter, in lending a helping hand with no task too big or small and in his all around nature of being a giver. All these things made him a hero, to not only me, but to so many others. I said that he was not much on showing his love out-rightly, but know, that if you ever had the privilege of having him help you, you WERE loved, because that's how he showed his love to others. |
| The Eulogy I had the minister read at my father's funeral. |
| In Loving Memory |
| Larry H. Zeller |
| Husband, Brother, Father of three, Grandfather of two, Business Owner, Electrician, Commonwealth Electrical Inspector, EMT, EMT Instructor, Volunteer Fire Fighter, Former Volunteer Rescue Squad Chief, Former Lions Club member, affinity for all sports, especially golf, bowling and watching nascar races, gardening, carpentry, a true artist at heart... Died at 53... survived by his wife Victoria, son's Jeffrey and Mark, daughter Lori, grandson Bryan, grandaughter Alisha, brother Clarence, and sisters Keitha and Kathy. |
| May 2, 1950 - May 9, 2003 |
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| My favorite picture of Dad. His prized crab tree in full bloom in the background. Oh and we can't forget his MOWER! (wink wink) |
| Dad & Jeffrey A proud father and his first born. |
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| Dad and Don Thompson with Governor Pitaki at the First Aid tent at the St. Lawrence County Fair. |
| Dad and the rescue squad crew. (Dad kneeling, lower right, red shirt) |
| Dad at the Fire Dept. /Rescue Squad building. His home away from home, his life's passion, his gift of kindness to countless many. |
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