| Location | Portland In. |
| Age | 35 years |
| Cause of Death | Murder |
| Date of Birth | 14/03/1959 |
| Date of Death | 05/12/1994 |
| Visitors | 4,110 since 01/12/2008 |
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Larry Alan Hodge 1959-1994
Larry was my only brother, we have 3 other sisters. He was a good person, loved life, he loved being
outside hunting, fishing,camping etc. and was a partier. He never had any kids, but has lots of
nieces & nephews that he loved dearly & they all loved him.
At the age of 35 He was shot,by his wife while he was sleeping after a day of working.His wife
admitted to the shooting,saying that she did intentionly shoot to kill my brother. Told that she sat
at thier kitchen table and smoked pot and drank beer,to get up the courage.Loaded the shotgun.Went
to the bedroom were he was sleeping ,and moved a night stand that obstruckted her aim and shot
him...But only spent 6 mos. in jail! Due to smalltown rumors, lies and lack of experiance on these
type of cases by the courts here.,Our family ,friends, and many people in our community are in shock
& devasted by the not guilty verdict in this case. The court kept out ALL wittnesses who could
testefy on my brothers behalph, the prossecuting attorney told us (Larry's family) not to worry,
that we did not need to tesefy, because ,she had addmitted her guilt. But that left the jury hearing
ONLY a murders lies of abuse. I was always a believer in our judicial system untill then. Now I
just dont believe much in justic...SAD,,
I am 1 week from being 2yrs older than him. Every year I would call him & we would exchange happy
birthdays.I miss that to.
I had a dream I a few yrs ago I was standing in a field & he came up to me ,he was handing me a
flower( probaly a dandolion)lol. Anyway he told me to keep it until I saw him again but I never
could reach the flower & he just faded away.
Bro, you have always been on our minds we all love & miss you very much!
Your Loving Sis Kathy
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~~~~~PLEASE READ.......PLEASE READ.......PLEASE READ
WHEN HEARING OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, MOST PEOPLE INSTANTLY THINK OF A CHILD OR A WOMAN WHOM HAS BEEN
BEATEN,,ABUSED OR WORSE. WHILE THESE ARE HORRIBLE CRIMES,,THERE IS ANOTHER SIDE TO THIS STORY...MANY
MEN SUFFER FROM ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIPS ALSO....THEY ARE VERBALLY ABUSED AND THREATENED, SLAPPED,
KICKED, BITTEN, AND OFTEN HAVE OBJECTS THROWN AT THEM, OR HIT WITH OBJECTS,,AND SOMETIMES OUTRIGHT
MURDERED, (like my brother)....BUT MOST OF THEM SUFFER IN SILENCE,, BECAUSE OF PRIDE, SHAME OR FEAR
THAT OTHERS WILL THINK THEM LESS OF A MAN, TO COMPLAIN ABOUT BEING ABUSED BY THIER PARTNER OR THAT
PEOPLE WILL LAUGH AT THEM AND CALL THEM WHIMPS OR SISSYS FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO CONTROL THIER
WIFE...AND MANY MEN HAVE THE SAME UNREALISTIC VEIWS AS A BATTERED WOMAN WHO STAYS WITH HER ABUSIVE
PARTNER...THEY LOVE THIER SPOUCE AND BELIEVE THAT THEY WILL CHANGE, OR OFTEN THEY BLAME THEMSEVES
FOR THE ABUSE,BECAUSE OF SOMETHING THEY SAID OR DID TO UPSET THIER PARTNER,, OR THEY STAY FOR THE
CHILDREN....LIKE MANY MEN MY BROTHER WAS TAUGHT FROM A SMALL BOY THAT BOYS,, DO-NOT HIT GIRLS....SO
WHEN MY BROTHER WAS BEING ABUSED IT WAS HARD FOR HIM TO DEFEND HIMSELF, AND STAY WITHIN THE
BOUNDRIES OF HIS UPBRINGING...I KNOW MY BROTHER WAS A BATTERED MAN BECAUSE I SEEN IT ON A FEW
OCCATIONS..WHEN i WOULD SAY SOMETHING ,HE WOULD SAY,,'OH SHE JUST GETS TOO MAD',,,WELL I GUESS SHE
DID BECAUSE MY BROTHER IS DEAD......AND SHE WALKS FREE LAUGHING ABOUT IT....SO I BELIEVE THAT THERE
SHOULD BE MORE FOCUS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOMESTIC VIOLENCE STORY, AND MORE AWARENESS THAT MEN
ARE OFTEN ABUSED ALSO,,SO THAT BATTERED MEN KNOW THERE IS HELP FOR THEM ALSO,,AFTER ALL WOMAN HOLLER
FOR EQUAL RIGHTS,,,IT SHOULD WORK BOTH WAYS."" WE ARE FIGHTING A LOSING WAR AGAINST FAMILY VIOLENCE
UNTILL, SOCIETY WITHDRAWS PERMISSION FROM WOMEN THAT IT IS OKAY TO BE VERBALLY OR PHYSICALLY ABUSIVE
TO THEIR PARTNERS.. ""THE PROBLEMS AND CAUSES OF "(FEMALE ABUSERS)" MUST 'ALSO' BE RECOGNIZED AND
ADDRESSED .........THE LOVING SISTER OF LARRY HODGE,,NILA
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When Great Trees Fall
(Maya Angelou)
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
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When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.
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When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.
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Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
caves.
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And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
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♥ Peace My Heart ♥
♥ Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet.
♥ Let it not be a death but completeness.
♥ Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.
♥ Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nest.
♥ Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night.
♥ Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence.
♥ I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light your way.
♥ Rabindranath Tagore, Bengali poet and philosopher ♥
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~ Snow ~
(Tessa Wilkinson)
The snow arrived unannounced.
It overwhelmed everything.
Changed the landscape so it was unrecognisable.
No one was prepared.
My grief feels like that snowstorm.
I feel changed, weighed down by the burden.
Trying to negotiate the new environment around me.
Not knowing where I am going.
Looking for familiar landmarks.
I feel cold and miserable and ill equipped in this new place unvisited before.
But I know in time the snow will melt and return the landscape to some semblance of normality.
And I know in time my grief will diminish and I will find my way forward again, back to a world that I recognise, changed, but familiar.
Spring does always come after winter and hope will return.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Magic Of A Rainbow
I'll never see a rainbow
That I won't think of you;
Though days seem bleak and dreary
The sun is shining through.
A symbol of God's love fulfilled
In beauty, hope and grace;
A rainbow is a mirror
Reflecting His own face.
It arches o'er the mountains
With Heaven its domain;
Its brilliant colors wakened by
The grayness and the rain.
Now may I see the rainbows sent
To ease my broken heart,
Promising His healing love,
Shine through when teardrops start.
Miraculous, magical rainbows,
Blessing the sadness with peace;
God gently smiling and touching,
Bidding the sadness cease.
(Peggy Kociscin)
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Light A Candle
light a candle,
see it glow,
watch it dance,
when you feel low,
think of me,
think of light,
I'll always be here,
day or night,
a candle flickers,
out of sight,
but in your heart,
I still burn bright,
think not of sadness,
that I'm not near,
think of gladness,
and joyous cheer,
I have not left,
I am not gone,
I'm here to stay
so when you light a candle
and you see it glow
and you watch it dance
in your heart you'll know
that I would never leave you
even when you feel so blue
I'm sitting up here with the Lord
and now watching over you
Where Peace Flows Like a River.
Together we will journey
To that land up in the sky
Where the flame does burn eternal
And the soul does never die.
Where the harps are gently playing
As a host of angels sing
Where the road is paved with diamonds
And the golden bells do ring.
Where the path is set before us
Shining brightly as the sun
We will see the face of Jesus
When our final race is run.
Where the peace flows like a river
Winding through the streets of gold
We will dine with priests and prophets
When the key to life, we hold.
Where the flame does burn eternal
In that sacred Promised Land
Where God holds the gift of freedom
In the cleft of His right hand.
Where we'll see the face of loved ones
Long before us, gone away
What a day of sweet rejoicing
When we meet again someday.
Where we'll gather at the river
In our home up in the sky
Where the peace flows like a fountain
And the soul does never die.
Author/Written By: Marilyn Ferguson
� 2004
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( o_, )` __) `-._) SLEEP.TIGHT
When the night's are cold and dark
and everything seems so bleak,
When you think you can't carry on with it all,
just turn to your angel and speak,
Tell them you worrie's, your care's and your fear's
tell them to the one's you held so dear,
Talk of the laughter and of the tear's you shared
tell them how much you miss them and how much you cared,
The warm glow you feel inside will spread
for in your heart they still live on and are'nt dead,
Together you were in this life you shared that love
and in the next it will spread like the wings of a dove,
Sleep tight my angel and rest your head
sweet dreams tonight on your fluffy cloud bed.
Written by
Margaret Pilkington
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4th November 2009
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✝ • ♥ • ✞ Just Like a rainbow, ✝ • ♥ • ✞
Fading in the twinkling of an eye………
✝ • ♥ • ✞ Gone Too Soon . ✝ • ♥ • ✞
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♥ From Water Bug to Dragonfly ♥
(Tessa Wilkinson)
The bottom of the pond is muddy and dark
There is fear of the unknown
There is loneliness as things change
There is the desperation of being left behind
Not knowing, not understanding
Watching and waiting
Then the journey comes
Up the stem
What waits beyond?
Sunlight
Freedom
Dancing together in joy with those who went before
And who will come after.
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♥ The Only Way ♥
(Tessa Wilkinson)
• The only way we can be protected from the pain of loss and the grief we feel, is by having never loved.
• How empty our lives would be, and what a lot of wonderful shared moments we would have missed, if we had not known.
• So, although what we feel at the moment is terrible, we must try to remember that it is because we have all been privileged to have known and loved, that we now feel the pain and sadness.
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