Kelli King
Eddie... You were one crazy cousin and I would not have had it any other way!
I will miss you and all of our talks, no matter what, you always made me laugh and smile!
I love you!
Kelli Wilhelm King
Birth date: May 7, 1951 Death date: Feb 17, 2019
Paul Edward “Eddie” Reynolds, 67 of Huntersville died February 17 at his home. He was born on May 8, 1951 in Mecklenburg County to Paul Edward Reynolds and Desree Wilhelm Reynolds. He was a 1969 graduate of North Mecklenburg High Read Obituary
Eddie... You were one crazy cousin and I would not have had it any other way!
I will miss you and all of our talks, no matter what, you always made me laugh and smile!
I love you!
Kelli Wilhelm King
Through all of our almost 23 years of being phone friends which spawned from AOL , we had spoke of what would happen when one of us passed .Our last phone call around Feb 6th. you called back and said "While its on my mind i wanted to call and tell you what you have meant to me all these years". I got a little weepy eyed i must admit !!!
My husband cleaned out his wallet and found your number, you had him promise to call you in case i went first. I cried like a baby when he threw it away. If i had thought about it, you could have set up a secret closed FB group and not been in FB jail. I made 1 anyway with your pictures and funny videos that we use to laugh about along with youtube music videos with the songs we both liked and stuff about hummingbirds, etc. "Faithfully" by Journey was one of our favorite songs but when i found this one i felt the need to copy& paste a portion of it here
R.I.P my dear friend you will never be forgotten, love you forever
You're such a part of who I am
Now that part will just be void
No matter how much I need you now
Heaven needed you more
'Cause Heaven was needing a hero
Somebody just like you
Brave enough to stand up
For what you believe
And follow it through
When I try to make it make sense in my mind
The only conclusion I come to
Is Heaven was needing a hero
Like you
Eddie , we always said if one of us leaves first we will keep talking. You told me cuz I never shut up. Lol.
We shared so many secrets, and talked so crazy sometimes.. Im still picking up the phone to call you.
Then I realize nope, you're not there. I will never forget you and I'm going to continue to post on your page. You don't ask me anymore how's Mom doing?
I'll tell ya anyways, she the same.. I went to the doctor today, has to be the first time I don't hear you saying, what did he say?? Remember you wanted another blanket for your birthday?? I'm Almost done with it.. You said you couldn't wait to see your mama and Grump, I sure didn't expect you to go there so soon.. Eddie remember never say good bye, see you later. 💔
I have been reluctant to post anything here. It seems so impersonal. Or maybe I really just don't know what to say. I guess I am still kind of in shock. It bothers me that I am having such a hard time picturing Eddie's face in my mind. The pictures here help, but when I think of him, it's always in a context of something else. When he was younger. When we all were. Christmas when I was a kid, and he came to Grumpy's house with a blue satin jacket and those aviator shades. Always with the aviators. Even at Christmas. It was 1986. He gave me a silver dollar. He gave everyone a silver dollar. He kept talking about how it would go up in value. I last saw it when I was about 15. I wish I still had it.
He had a cat, a long time ago; a cat named Garfield. He lived with it in that trailer at the lake. I fished for the very first time at that place. Eddie was there. That place is gone now, like so much else, it lives on only in memory. Over the past few years, I was so busy all the time. Busy with kids, work, daily life. I wrote Eddie several letters by hand, because I thought he might appreciate that. I wish I had written more. I wish I had gone by. So many times I started to and then didn't. Eddie told me once he didn't like what he called "popcorn" guests. People that just popped up.
We both shared an immense admiration for Grumpy. We visited his grave together once. We talked about how he wasn't there, in that grave. He was somewhere else, where there wasn't any more pain or trouble. I think Eddie is there now, too. My little boy plays drums now, and I bet Eddie would think that was cool. I bet my little boy would think Eddie was cool, too. The same way I did all those years ago. The kind of cool only an uncle can be; an uncle with aviator shades and a satin jacket.
The night are lonely, the days are so sad
And I just keep thinkin' about the fun that we had
And I'm missing you and nobody knows it but me
How blue can I get, you could ask my heart
Just like a jigsaw puzzle it's been torn all apart
A million words couldn't say just how I feel
A million years from now, you know, I'll be loving you still
Eddie was my mom's first boyfriend after she divorced my dad. I gave him a hard time at first. But he always treated me good. We had some great times together. He let me drive his boat on the lake, took me camping and snow skiing. He was a really great guy. I secretly wished that my mom would have married him. I did love him and I thought about him alot . He always called me Roert and I called him Edderd, lol. Rest easy Edderd ♡♡
2 weeks later and it`s no easier . The pain is real !!!