Please say some prayers for Thomas Taylor, his brother Pat and all the family.  Thomas Kevin Taylor passed away at the age of 65 on June 30th 2020 peacefully in his sleep. Tom enjoyed watching the Browns, spending time with his children and grandchildren, and cooking. He could make light of any situation, would give anyone the shirt off his back, and could always fix just about anything. he always had a smile on his face and snacks to offer anyone who came to visit. Tom was preceded in death by his parents Floyd and Marilyn Taylor. He is survived by his siblings, Larry (Vicki), Lori Haddox (Butch), Mike (Rhonda), Pat (Debbie), Paul (Julie). His children, Heather Cole (Matt), Tiffany Hance (Robbie), Tommy and Angela. His grandchildren Christopher, Erica, Morgan, Madalyn, Jackson, Payton, and Joshua. His best friend Dennis Crandall. And many nieces and nephews. He will be greatly missed by many. A memorial service will be announced at a later date.  “Sadly missed along life’s way, quietly remembered everyday… No longer in our life to share oh… But in our hearts, you’re always there. ” -Unknown Author

​John Mohr asks for prayers for Velma Walters, a longtime friend from Central Avenue, when Sully & I had the bar.  She is 88 and has had a lot of health problems for a few years.  Just went into operation room, and if all goes good, will be in ICU for long time.  John Just talked to her daughter.  Velma worked for us in the bar, (not a regular), but when we needed someone quick or if we were all going out of town, she ran it like she ran farm, home and garden in Johnson City, TN.

​Lucas County Hibernian, Jim Mack had one of his large toes amputated.  He is now doing rehab and asks for your prayers

I have been following this wonderful young lady on Facebook.  She has scans coming up.  Please pray for improvement.  Here is what Angela posted today.
So here’s the deal, chemo sucks, cancer sucks and some days life just sucks! That’s what the last 10 days have been like. I have endured quite a bit of fatigue that has wiped me out. Then the bout of nausea with vomiting started. By that I mean 5 days of vomiting about eight times a day and not able to keep any food or liquids of any kind down. The struggle is just to keep the chemo tablets down. Weight loss has now become a concern. So being severely dehydrated it was back to the acute care center for fluids antinausea and painkillers. That’s what’s giving me the relief today as I type this. No sugar coating it, life with cancer is hard. I’ve had visits from my mom, my cousins and my girlfriends are on their way here tomorrow. There’s a lot of resting naps, sitting on the patio and just enjoying each other‘s company. The days can seem rather long, rather quiet, and rather uneventful. And I pretty much get asked the same thing how are you really doing? Because I think you all know when I don’t feel great, I don’t feel like putting anything on Facebook updates, I don’t feel like texting friends, I don’t even feel like calling mom. I just lay in bed and I hope that it passes. Somedays I pray, some days I feel like bargaining with the devil for all of it to just go away and some days I don’t have the strength for any of that and that’s when all of you come through with a quick message or a phone call or flowers or a card in the mail and that makes it all tolerable. Next Monday, June 29th will be the scans and some serious decision making. There’s nothing else scheduled until we have those results which will determine what happens moving forward. So once again we’re going to pray for shrinkage and be very hopeful that we get some good news because quite frankly I’m tired and need a break. Until then I will try really hard to enjoy this week.

Every day is an adventure. Every damn day!

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​Jim Goebel is asking for prayers for his 65-year-old friend, Tom S.   Last night he took what looked like a shallow dive into the lake, and broke his neck.  The next door neighbor saw him floating face down in the water and pulled him out. She gave him mouth to mouth resuscitation until she got a pulse.  They took him to the hospital where he has a broken neck. No feeling in his legs yet but some in places in his arms.   First few days of recovery are very important.

​An old friend of mine, Robert (Bob) Flanagan died on June 16, 2020 peacefully in his home in Delaware, Ohio.  Bob is survived by his wife of 56 years, Katy, daughters Ann and Nora, Grandsons; Quinn and Noah.   Bob was born in Toledo.  Graduated from St. Ann’s grade school, Central Catholic High, U. of Toledo and a MA in English from University of Chicago.  He was the Director of Creative writing at Ohio Wesleyan University.  When I became President of Lucas County AOH (the first time) I invited Bob back to Toledo to do a lecture at Lourdes University about Music and Irish history sponsored by the AOH & LAOH divisions.  He gave his lecture along with Keltic Kaleidoscope providing the songs.  I wrote a column about Bob for the December 2018 issue of the Ohio Irish American News.  I’ve attached a copy if you like to read it.  Rest in Peace Bob!  You were one of a kind and a great friend.

​Maureen Shelton  asks for prayers for Mike, who has pancreatic cancer and may enter hospice soon. Also for his wife Kathie who is the caregiver and LAOH member. They are both very special people and in need of prayer.

​Say a prayer for John Reitzel, who dealing with a very large Kidney stone on the right hand side. Since he's having trouble passing it, the good Doctor is giving him Lithotripsy in the morning.

John Mohr asks for prayers for two of his recently departed friends. 
Jake Myers was our Papst delivery man at the bar on Central Ave,, then when we moved to Bedford, we re-acquainted and worked together on some committees and school issues, and parkboard stuff;
Larry Kish called me when he had his first grandchild and we became good friends,  with a lot of friends in common, he was so active with many Vets organizations. And every time he had a grandchild he would get some insurance for them/     RIP Guys my honor to be your friend.