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Gordon Strong

Gordon Strong... Hoya... I got you... Grew up in Sturgeon Lake, Minnesota skies, Line dancing with his mama, Show Stompers under the lights. Marching band on the field, Subway sandwiches by day, Class clown in the hallway, always knew what to say. Red hair and a grin that could brighten any room, If you can make someone smile, you've done your job for the day - that's what he'd say to you. He joined the Air Force, defender through and through, Security Forces, standing tall in blue. "We lead by deed," he lived it every mile... Gordon Strong, fly high defender, Gone from our sight but never from our hearts. I love you to the moon and back, forever and ever, Hoya! I got you - that's who you are. You left us too soon on that Montana highway, But your light keeps shining through the pain. Gordon Strong, we'll carry you always, In every smile, every memory, every day. Tubing with the boys, celebrating that promotion high, Wind caught the bike, jersey barrier, PT Cruiser passing by. Airlifted, fighting, laughing through the fight they say, Mom stroking his orange hair, playing his favorite songs that day. He gave the gift of sight to two grateful men, Skin to burn victims - his giving didn't end. Tree in the backyard, bench at the school, Bike rides in the rain, tattoos, and Rubik's cube. Gordon Strong, fly high defender, Gone from our sight but never from our hearts. I love you to the moon and back, forever and ever, Hoya! I got you - that's who you are. You left us too soon on that Montana highway, But your light keeps shining through the pain. Gordon Strong, we'll carry you always, In every smile, every memory, every day. Samantha holding on to every song you shared, Uncle Tom with McDonald's runs and "I got you" in the air. Aunt Ruth twisting that cube, #Rubiks4Steven, Moose the puppy, Holter Lake heart-shaped stones, heaven. You molded to the people you loved, chameleon heart so true, Video games, Lego towns, and beating each other with socks too. Things aren't always what they seem, Traveling Angels know, Your death gave life to others - that's the grace we hold. Gordon Strong, fly high defender! We lead by deed, your spirit carries on. I love you to the moon and back, through the tears and laughter, You may be gone from our sight, but never from our hearts. Hoya! I got you - we feel you every day, Family rides together, apple tree where you lay. Gordon Strong... Gordon Strong... Fly high, brother - we'll meet again someday. If you can make someone smile... you've done your job... Hoya... I got you... Gordon Strong...