Andrew Joseph Wiederhold - Online Memorial Website

 

Have you ever wondered what makes the wind blow?
Could it be our loved ones blowing us a kiss?

Have you ever wondered what makes the stars shine?
Is it our loved ones keeping watch over us while we sleep?

Have you ever wondered what makes the skies cry?
Could it be our loved ones missing us?

Have you ever wondered what makes the sun shine?
Is it our loved ones giving us a warm hug?

Have you ever wondered what makes the ocean waves come pounding to shore?
Could it be our loved ones wanting to touch us once more?

There are so many of natures wonders and do we really know why?
Is there a higher power making sure we always remember the loved one we’ve lost and shall never forget.

When Angels sense you need them,

and angels always do.

They come, unseen, from everywhere

to help and comfort you.

They hover close beside you

til all your cares are gone.

Then fly away to other hearts,

so you can carry on...

But one, at least, stays with you

as your constant friend and guide

For angels never leave~

they're always at your side!

~Hugs and Kisses~

THIS IS NOT A CONDOLENCE, BUT KIND OF AN INSIGHT INTO THE THINGS ANDREW LIKED TO DO, AND WHO HE WAS AS A PERSON. HE WAS ALLWAYS READY FOR AN ADVENTURE, SOMETHING COMPETITIVE, OR SOMETHING FUN. IF IT WAS COMPETITIVE ( ALSO I MAY AD ANDREW HATED TO LOSE) IN THE WINTER WE WOULD PLAY FOOSEBALL,PINGPONG, OR SCRABBLE . HE OFTEN WOULD INVENT WORDS NEW TO THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE AND TRY AND GET AWAY WITH IT  ANYTHING TO WIN. BUT IN THE END HE GOT SO GOOD AT THE GAME HE WAS REALLY HARD TO BEAT. IN NICE WEATHER WE WOULD BE PLAYING BASKETBALL,THROWING THE FOOTBALL AROUND , EVEN SOMETIMES ON THE FOUR WHEELER, CHIPPING GOLF BALLS FROM TREE TO TREE AND KEEPING SCORE OF THE CLOSEST SHOTS. HE REALLY ENJOYED PLAYING GOLF WITH ME OR HIS FRIENDS AND WAS REALLY STARTING TO GET PRETTY GOOD AT IT,  AND WHILE SWIMMING WE HAD THESE SPONGE BALLS WE WOULD THROW AT EACH OTHER AND A HEAD SHOT WAS A JOY TO EITHER OF US . IF IT WAS AN ADVENTURE WE WOULD TAKE THE METAL DETECTOR OVER TO MY MOMS YARD AND SEARCH FOR COINS LOST YRS AGO HE LOVED DOING THAT , HE LOVED TO SEARCH, ALSO WE WOULD GO OVER TO THE OLD NEIGHBORHOOD AND SEARCH FOR MUSHROOMS AND TALK TO THE OLD NEIGHBORS WE USED TO KNOW.ALSO FISHING WAS HIGH ON HIS LIST, HE HAD SO MUCH PATIENCE AND WOULD DO IT FOR HOURS. IF HE WAS TO WATCH A MOVIE OR TV IT WOULD USUALLY BE A COMEDY BECAUSE HE LOVED TO LAUGH, HUMOR WAS HIS THING. HE LOVED SIENDFELD AND THE FAMILY GUY. WHEN HE WAS YOUNGER HE LOVED HIS GO CART AND DIRT BIKE WE WOULD TAKE THEM UP NORTH  DOUG ,ANDREW, MYSELF ,AND MAYBE A FRIEND AND JUST RIDE AND RIDE SUCH GOOD TIMES. ITS 6 MONTHS TODAY THAT HE LEFT US . HIS LIFE WAS LIKE A SHOOTING STAR SO BEAUTIFULL AND GONE IN A WINK OF AN EYE. GOD I MISS HIM SO MUCH .AND MISS SO MUCH OF WHAT HE WOULD HAVE BECAME.

Without a doubt you were the love of your moms life.  As a parent, we always want our kids to have more.  I can assure you of one thing, your mom made sure her kids had it all.  You especially knew how to work her !!!  The first car she got you was the 1995 Eclipse,  we willl send it to Doug to put on his page.  We wished you would have never sold it but hey who could blame you- why keep a car that can only go 105 mph,  when the troopers radar said 95.  I can not imagine all the perms, proms, abercrombie & fitch clothes.... that she snuck in.  I actually knew but you were worth it as a son and never complained.  I was talking to Hollie and Raechels dad and he also knew you were special.  I still enjoy all the mornings of messing with you when you were trying to sleep.  How did that feel to be the butt end of the joke for a change. 

Andrew, words cannot describe how much we miss you. You always came home when you needed something wether it was for gas or money. I wil never forget you bright smile and how you always picked on me and made me laugh. I wish I could have told you how much I loved you and that life is just one step harder without you. Christmas will be especially hard this year because you will not be there to help Raechel and I decorate the tree. Mom is truly upset everyday, I think it will always be the hardest for her. Its hard to imagine you wont be there to help me through school and to see me grow up and I wont get to see you grow up either. I remember going to all of you dirtbike races and going camping all the time, I wont get to do that anymore but I will surely will not forget the ones that were already made. Seeing you at the funeral home was the hardest, I know it wasnt really you but just a shell of spirit that drifted to heaven. I will see you again someday in heaven, It may feel like a long time for me but everyday is just another moment untill I see you again. Mom misses her baby (she said) she is waiting patiently to see you once again

 

Love Hollie

Andrew, what a great son with a big heart and gentle soul.. Your sense of humor and kindness were off the charts. It was a joy to be your dad. Doug and Paige couldn't have asked for a better brother and Diane loved you as a son.We had many great times together. I could go on and on about it. Great memories. The pictures on here tell part of the past. Its been almost 3 months now and it still seems like yesterday, so I know we are in for a lifetime of missing you. I miss Sunday nights because you would always try and be home by 9 so we could watch family guy together, I still can't watch it without you. Just today when I was at work a song came on the radio it was KNOCKING ON HEAVENS DOOR. If it werent for the bathroom I would have been crying all over the shop floor. Being  a parent the greatest fear is losing one of your children. When Doug was in that car accident and you were in that house fire, and both of you came out ok  I felt like , OK they made it through the things that could have been a tragedy, so my fear was somewhat calmed, but after you bought the bike I found myself on edge again, always so glad to hear you pull into the driveway whether it was day or night.  If it was at night and I had fallen asleep I would allways look in your room in the morning before work and when I  saw you sleeping there it was the start of a great day. What worried me was you were such a good rider on the dirt, no fear. When you raced, the guys on the track had a respect for each other and I hoped you didn't take that for granted on the road. I remember telling you that if something ever happened to you it wouldn't be because of you, because of how good you could ride. And I tried to tell  you to be aware of the other person, ride like they can't see you, be carefull.  I wish I could have done more. It wasn't your time to go. In grieving I have been thinking alot about what the future would have held. More motorcycles rides together, golfing, fishing, your wedding day.  I can see you up there in your tux and Doug as your best man, grand kids,  you would have been a great dad . You had a whole life time ahead of you . I'm so sad you didn't get to live it.  But you did leave this world in a better place than when you found it beacause of all of the joy you left  in the peoples hearts that had the pleasure of knowing you. You are one very special person and I look forward to seeing you again.  Loving you forever,  Dad

Andrew is/was my heart.  We moved around a lot, mostly just because of my mom's spontaneity.  So we went to a lot of different schools.  Our parents were divorced when Andrew was 4, I was 6.  So between going back and forth to mom's and dad's (I wouldn't have had it any other way, we got to spend time with both parents almost equally) and moving between schools.  Its always been "Doug and Andrew".  We have been together our whole lives, as blood brothers, best friends, partners in crime lol, we did everything together. 
Growing up with Andrew as a little brother was great.   He didn't care if  he got the top bunk or the bottom, he didn't care about the small things that mattered to me back then.  He just wanted to follow me around, do what I was doing, and most of the time he was better at it than I was.  He really did follow me around, sometimes it pissed me off even haha.  Yeah, I was the typical sometimes really mean, but always very loving and protective older brother that wanted to escape the annoying little brother.
Andrew didn't come out of his shell completely untill only the last few years.   Somewhere in the last few years I actually thought to myself and realized how great of a guy I had for a brother.  Rather than the typical brotherhood, 2 guys who might not really know eachother or might not even like eachother.  We were two guys who got along pretty damn good, had a lot of the same interests, partied together better than most best friends, and worked so well as a pranking team that we have put people into tears on more then one occasion.  I loved every second I got to spend with him very much, shit, everybody did.   He had so many friends, for the most genuine/ real reason, just because he was that great of a person.   If anything, the last couple years, I felt like the little brother because he was the one with so many friends and so much going on.
I have once said to someone or actually I'm sure I've said this a few times.  "My house can burn down, I could get into a 90mph car accident, I can get my dirtbike stolen, anything bad can happen to me and I'll survive, I just can't hear the words 'Andrew's Dead',  I can't lose my little brother.  Its the only one thing that just can't happen."        Now the one thing that couldn't happen has happened.  It is the ultimate test of life, there is nothing harder that could of happen.   I will feel an emptiness for the rest of my life.  But I can't be too sad or depressed.  As soon as I think about how bad it is to lose Andrew, I remember how good it was to of had him... and it helps me greatly.   I smile and laugh thinking about times I've had with Andrew more then I would ever cry.   He will be with us all for the rest of our lives, pranking us, making us smile, watching over us....   I'm sure he is happy where he is but mad that we can't physically hear him crack jokes to us when we're alone or thinking about him.
Well, I'm working on a documentary about Andrew.  I am putting a lot of time into this... its going to be a good video, all about the life of Andrew.   It will be a while before I get it done. There's a lot of great home movies and other videos of Andrew that are being converted to digital files right now... and then It'll take me a LONG time to go through all of it and peice it together.   I will keep you all updated.  Anything that is exceptionally funny I will put up on my myspace as a little sample clip for the documentary!  Watch my bulletins.


I love you Andrew, See you in a short 60 or so years!