This memorial website was created in the memory of our son, Barry Geesey who was born in Pennsylvania on April 30, 1979 and passed away on February 18, 2006 at the age of 26. We will remember him forever. 

He is survived by his Dad Barry, his Mom Tina and his two sisters Kari and Megan ( Moo) his nickname for her.  He also has three beautiful nephews Kainen ,Noah and Isaiah.
Barry was born on April 30, 1979.  It was a very hard labor.  He lost oxygen and had to be delivered with forceps.  He as 8 and 1/2 lbs.  And beautiful!!  But because of his birth and lose of oxygen he was mildly retarded.  Walking, crawling and just every day tasks were much harder for him.  School was a very hard task but after struggling hard he graduated in 1998.  He loved his sisters.  His nickname for them was Meg was Moo and Kari was Duetch.  Never knew why but we didn't care.  It meant something to him.  He loved wrestling and scary movies.  In fact his last day of life he was watching one.  On that day Feb. 18th 2006 Barry's Dad and I were going in town after he got off work at 12:00 noon.  So that morning I had to take Meg back to her apartment she had just moved into in Huntingdon.  She had  spent a couple days home.  So I woke Barry up because he wanted to go along and see her place.  So after dropping her off I took Barry to the new Wal-Mart that had just opened there.  I for some reason told him he could get what he wanted.  So he bought 2 scary movies and a salad for lunch and snacks.  One of them was two packs of beef jerky.  So when his Dad got home we went and did our arrands.  We got him some dinner when we were gone.  So when we got home I went upstairs to see him.  He was in Meg's old room.  I had just put a new t.v. in there and the dvd player.  There was no bed because she had already took it out.  On the floor was a couple of sleeping bags and pillows.  Meg and I had slept there the night before watching movies.  When I walked in he looked like he was just sleeping.  So I went down stairs and came back up 15 mins. later to wake him.  But as I came in the room I noticed he had not moved.  So I knelt down to wake him and when I touched him he was cold.  I looked into him face and knew he was gone.  From that moment on is such a blur.  My life had never or will ever be the same again.  My beautiful, wonderful, son was gone.  It has taken me a year and 1/2 to write this.  I still can't believe he is not here.  I miss him more than anyone could imagine.  I still cry everyday.  If anyone ask me if I am getting "over" it, I just tell them I had him for 26 years, so after 26 years ask me again.  

Barry,
I know you are here watching over us.  Especially little Kain ,Noah and Isaiah.  You adored them so much.  Watch Meg and keep her safe.  And watch Kari through her seizures.  I light a candle everynight for you.  And I know you are near me when I cry.  I can feel your presence.  Please never take your soul away from us.  I miss you so much it hurts.
All my love,
Mama
                       Poem

Hello old friend, oh yes you know I lost my child a while ago

No, no please...Don't look away or change the subject.  It's ok.

You see, at first I couldn't feel it took so long, but now it's real

I hurt so much inside you see I need to talk, come sit with me

You see, I was numb for so long, and people said "My she is strong"

They did not know I couldn't feel, my broken heart made all unreal

But the one day, I awoke I clutched my chest, began to choke, such a scream, such a wail broke from me...

My child! My child!

The horror of reality

But everyone has moved on, you see, everyone except me

Now, when I need friends most of all...

Between us there now stands a wall

My pain is more than they can bear

When I mention my child

I see there blank stare

"But I thought you were over it" their eyes seem to say

So I smile and pretent, and say "Oh I'm ok"

But inside I am crying, as I turn away

And so my old friend, I shall paint on a smile

As I have from the start

You never knowing all the while

All I've just said to you in my heart