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This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Eugene "Baby Gene" Poitra who was born in North Dakota on August 22, 1975 and passed away on November 27, 2003 at the age of 28. We will remember him forever.  We will never forget his laugh, we will never forget his smile, we will never forget his face.  Baby Gene was kind-hearted.    

He loved to do things with the family, especially the kids.  The kids all have their stories that they share with us every now and then about Uncle Baby Gene.  They love to look at the pictures that we have of him.  It brings smiles to their faces.  

If you knew Baby Gene, you would know the kind of person he was.  When you think back about all the crazy things that he did it makes you smile, and laugh.  Everyone has a story or two tp tell about him.  He was the kind of person who kept bugging you and things until he got what he wanted.  But what we would give now to have all that back again, no one will ever know.

Baby Gene passed away on Thanksgiving morning, November 27, 2003 from a tragic car accident. The police came to our parents' house about 6:30 in the morning, telling them that Baby Gene had been in a car accident and that they needed to get to the hospital because he wasnt doing very well.  I got the call from Joelle telling me what had happened.  So Curt and I met my parents at the hospital.  When we got there we had to wait in the waiting room for about 15 minutes, until a cop came out and told my mom and dad that they can go in. I remamber they were'nt even in there for a minute, and my dad came running out and telling me and Curt "No more Baby Gene, he's gone!!" It was like I went weak, and I started getting dizzy. I jumped up and started to hug and cry on my dad.  The hardest part of it all was going into that room where my mom was sitting and seeing her and watching my dad cry.  

People say that it gets easier as the years go by.  But we have found that very hard to believe.  NOTHING has gotten easier.  You just learn to live with it, and to deal with it.  Its something that we find ourselves thinking about every single day.  Theres always something there that will be a reminder of our brother and son. 
















































Who You'd Be Today
By: Kenny Chesney

Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
I feel you everywhere I go
See you smile, I see your face
I hear you laughing in the rain
Still can't believe your gone

It ain't fair you died to young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All that I've been through                                       
 
Just knowing, no one can take your place
Sometimes I wonder, Who you'd be today

Would you see the world 
Would you chase your dreams
Settle down with a family
I wonder what would you name your babies             
Somedays the skies so blue                                            
I feel like I can talk to you
And I know it might sound crazy

Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
The only thing that gives me hope
Is that I know I'll see you again someday



THE BROKEN CHAIN

We little knew that morning that God was going to all your name,

In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone,

For part of us went with you, the day God called you home.

You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide,

And though we cannot see you, you are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same,

But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.

--Author Unknown


Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.
Mary Frye


































































One More Day With You


By: Diamond Rio

Last night I had a crazy dream
A wish was granted just for me


It could be for anything


I didn’t ask for money
Or imagine Malibu
I simply wished one more day with you


One more day, one more time
One more sunset, maybe I’d be satisfied


But then again, I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, one more day with you


First thing I’d do is pray for time to cry


I’d unplug the telephone, keep the TV off
I’d hold you every second,


Say a million I love you's
That’s what I’d do with one more day with you
One more day, one more time
One more sunset, maybe I’d be satisfied


But then again, I know what it would do


Leave me wishing still, one more day with you
















IF TEARS COULD BUILD A STAIRWAY
AND MEMORIES WERE A LANE
I WOULD WALK RIGHT UP TO HEAVEN
TO BRING YOU HOME AGAIN
NO FAREWELL WORDS WERE SPOKEN
NO TIME TO SAY GOODBYE
YOU WERE GONE BEFORE I KNEW IT
AND ONLY GOD KNOWS WHY
MY HEART STILL ACHES WITH SADNESS
AND SECRET TEARS STILL FLOW
WHAT IT MEANT TO LOSE YOU
NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW"
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We Shall Meet Again
If I should leave this world
Without a warning,
And not even whisper a fond farewell,
Grieve not for one more message
From the lips that God has stilled.
But just remember me with love
And prayers for my soul's journey
To that fair land beyond life's tears.
For I have believed with all my heart
In its existence, and I know that
God is good, for He has come to me
Through the life of Him whose very
Garment I have sought to touch.
It may be lonely, and I hope you miss me
Just a little, because I have loved so deeply
Forgive me if I have ever hurt you
And remember me for what I longed to be.
Have faith that I am nearer than
Your dreams and fondest longings.
For the God of love shall keep all
Kindred spirits close together,
Though the misty vale between
This world and that to come
Keeps us from each other's sight
For a few precious moments.
Whisper softly that you love me
And it shall linger on within my soul
Until you come.
Say not good-bye,
For on some bright tomorrow
We shall meet again.


























































































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To my sisters, from heaven.

I just wanted you to know.

That I'll be with you wherever you go.

I've gotten my wings and learned how to fly.

And I'll dry your tears whenever you cry.

Though I've went away and it seems we're apart.

You will forever be my soul and my heart.

The love that we shared will not go astray.

For deep in my heart it will always stay.

You held me close when I was filled with pain.

And your smile gave me sunshine when my life filled with rain.

You guided me when no one else could.

You protected me when no one else would.

We've shared so much that mere words can't express how knowing you has made me feel truly blessed.

So please dear sister, fret not for me, for now my soul is truly free.

So think of me often, as much as you can.

And I'll always be there to hold your hand.

I'll be your angel and guide you through life.

I'll give you comfort through torment and strife.

So thanks dear sister again and again, thank you always for being my sister and my friend.

by Reginald Bush


After Glow
I’d like the memory of me
to be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an after glow
of smiles when life is done,
I’d like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing
times and bright and
summer days.
I’d like the tears of those who
grieve, to dry before the sun,
Of happy memories that I leave
When life is done.



Until we meet again, may God
Hold you in the palm of his hand.




















































 
























 







































 

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Tributes and Condolences
Hi  / Jessica Zaste (a friend of the family )
Hey Baby Gene. I didn't know you had a website. U cross my mind alot. Especially around this time because I talk to you the night before you passed away. It was Dustin's birthday and we were out. I seen you at Ladots. We talked for a bit. I just reme...  Continue >>
Happy Birthday   / Derrick Poitra (Brother)
Well, I just thought i'd stop in and say happy birthday. I really hope that you have a great day today.  I can't wait to see you again. Love, Derrick
Hello  / Derrick Poitra (Brother)
Hey, how is everything going with you? well, i've been having a rough couple of weeks. I really wish you were here to help me out. I mean, i feel really bad about how things are going for me right now. I have a job, i'm going back to school. But that...  Continue >>
Hello  / Derrick Poitra (Brother)
Hey, how is everything going with you? well, i've been having a rough couple of weeks. I really wish you were here to help me out. I mean, i feel really bad about how things are going for me right now. I have a job, i'm going back to school. But that...  Continue >>
Hey  / Derrick Poitra (Brother)
Well, I just came from the cemetary. I was riding 4-wheeler and just thought i'd stop by and say a little prayer. You know, i miss you so much everyday. I've been feeling a little bad lately because I really need your help on some things. For st...  Continue >>
I'm so very sorry  / Amy Waldron (Passerby)    Read >>
The Dreams seem so real  / Kyla (Sister)    Read >>
Hey! / Crystal Poitra (Sister)    Read >>
Happy Birthday..and stuff  / Kyla (Sister)    Read >>
Holidays... / Crystal Poitra (Sister)    Read >>
I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH!!!  / Kyla (SISTER)    Read >>
miss u!  / Sara Davis (friend)    Read >>
Hi / Dawn Poitra (Old friend )    Read >>
YOU ARE MY UP WHEN I AM DOWN....  / Kyla (Sister)    Read >>
Hello / Crystal Poitra (Sister)    Read >>
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His legacy
Why I Want to be a Teacher  
(This was written by Baby Gene for a class in college. We believe he would have made a great teacher. He did, surely, have a great big loving heart for children.)

WHY I WANT TO BE A TEACHER

I think it would be hard to think of just one reason why I want to become a teacher. I have a heart for children. I want to be able to help them grow and succeed in life. I want to help each child reach their full potential. I also want to know I have made a difference in at least on child's life and that would be teaching them how to read or by just being a strong role model.
I have grown up with a few teachers in my family. I have seen what they do for the children and what the children has brought to their lives. I want to experience and be a part of that joy and happiness.
I want to wake up thinking about teaching and go to bed thinking about teaching. I believe I have been given a gift, I want to share this gift to others and to be able to expect the best I possibly can and by becoming a teacher, I feel I would be.
I am proud of the career I have choosen. It is one that makes the world a greater place for children to grow and prosper.

Eugene Michael Poitra Jr.
Do Not Cry For Me  
                        Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
                                  I am not there; I do not sleep.
                                I am a thousand winds that blow.
                                I am the diamond glints on snow.
                               I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
                                 I am the gentle autumns rain.
                           When you awaken in the mornings hush
                                     I am the swift uplifting rush
                                    Of quiet birds in circled flight.
                               I am the soft stars that shine at night.
                            Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
                                     I am not there, I did not die.
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