Vincent Emmet Wolfe of Creighton, Mo. was born March 28, 1972 in Fort Worth, Texas, the son of Vincent Clair Wolfe and Judith Darnell (Jones) Ruffin. He departed this life Thursday, May 14, 1998 at Cass Medical Center, Harrisonville, MO. at the age of 26 years, 1 month and 16 days. Vincent was a recent graduate of Missouri National Police Acadamy at CMSU, Warrensburg, Mo. and earlier was employed by Stahl's Specialty Company, Kingsville, Mo. and a meat cutter for Key Management, Grand Prairie, TX. He was a member of Our Lady of Lourdes Catholic Church, Harrisonville, Mo. Vincent had attended Vatterot College, Lee's Summit, Mo. and Snerwood High School, Creighton, Mo. He had moved to Creighton in 1986. Vincent loved to be outdoors and liked to hunt and fish. He was preceded in death by his paternal grandparents, Emmet and Inez Wolfe. He is survived by his father and step-mother, Vincent C. and Maureen Wolfe of the home; Mother and step-father, Judy and Al Ruffin, Burleson, TX; two brothers, Kevin Wolfe, Fort Worth, TX., Chris Wolfe, Burleson, TX., five sisters, Mary Wolfe, Robin Jack, Sara Jack and Genie Mobbs, all of Garden City. Mo., Kelly Moore, Burleson, Tx., Maternal grandparents, Cecil Jones, Quanah, Tx., Frances Blevins, Fort Worth, TX., His fiancee, Linda Gregg and her daughter, Kristen Gregg, of Garden City, Mo. other relatives and many friends.
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Our Toe Headed Boy
He was just a little toe headed boy, at the time I saw him last. He will always be that way to me. My memories are of the past.
I remember that little smile on his face, that was covered all over with dirt. His skipping and jumping at a fast pace. It's a wonder he didn't get hurt.
He was the youngest; that was born of four, this toe headed boy of ours. He was rowdy and rough and would tear down the door; just to play outside for hours.
This child could get into more trouble then most. But he stayed to himself more than the others. He was a loner, later he would boast. He was the quite and the laid back brother.
Though only twenty-five; He grew up a fine young man. To protect and to serve had become, his major lifelong plan. He worked hard and became a man of the law. To be a State Trooper was the future he saw.
But the Lord had a plan for our little toe headed boy. Though we don't understand just why. He needed an Angel that he could deploy; To protect another little toe headed guy.
What we know now, if we had known then; We would be freer with our kisses and hugs. We would know where we're going instead of where we've been. We would gather more kisses from our toe headed Buggs.
Buggs is now in Heaven; He's earned his badge and wings. He is part of God's most special flock; doing important things. He patrols with Jesus, God's streets of gold. But to me, he will always be just a toe headed boy; who will never, ever grow old.
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Our Toe Headed Boy
He was just a little toe headed boy, at the time I saw him last. He will always be that way to me. My memories are of the past.
I remember that little smile on his face, that was covered all over with dirt. His skipping and jumping at a fast pace. It's a wonder he didn't get hurt.
He was the youngest; that was born of four, this toe headed boy of ours. He was rowdy and rough and would tear down the door; just to play outside for hours.
This child could get into more trouble then most. But he stayed to himself more than the others. He was a loner, later he would boast. He was the quite and the laid back brother.
Though only twenty-five; He grew up a fine young man. To protect and to serve had become, his major lifelong plan. He worked hard and became a man of the law. To be a State Trooper was the future he saw.
But the Lord had a plan for our little toe headed boy. Though we don't understand just why. He needed an Angel that he could deploy; To protect another little toe headed guy.
What we know now, if we had known then; We would be freer with our kisses and hugs. We would know where we're going instead of where we've been. We would gather more kisses from our toe headed Buggs.
Buggs is now in Heaven; He's earned his badge and wings. He is part of God's most special flock; doing important things. He patrols with Jesus, God's streets of gold. But to me, he will always be just a toe headed boy; who will never, ever grow old.
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Vincent Emmet Wolfe of Creighton, Mo. was born March 28, 1972 in Fort Worth, Texas, the son of Vincent Clair Wolfe and Judith Darnell (Jones) Ruffin. He departed this life Thursday, May 14, 1998 at Cass Medical Center, Harrisonville, MO. at the age of 26 years, 1 month and 16 days. Vincent was a recent graduate of Missouri National Police Acadamy at CMSU, Warrensburg, Mo. and earlier was employed by Stahl's Specialty Company, Kingsville, Mo. and a meat cutter for Key Management, Grand Prairie, TX. He was a member of Our Lady of Lourdes Catholic Church, Harrisonville, Mo. Vincent had attended Vatterot College, Lee's Summit, Mo. and Snerwood High School, Creighton, Mo. He had moved to Creighton in 1986. Vincent loved to be outdoors and liked to hunt and fish. He was preceded in death by his paternal grandparents, Emmet and Inez Wolfe. He is survived by his father and step-mother, Vincent C. and Maureen Wolfe of the home; Mother and step-father, Judy and Al Ruffin, Burleson, TX; two brothers, Kevin Wolfe, Fort Worth, TX., Chris Wolfe, Burleson, TX., five sisters, Mary Wolfe, Robin Jack, Sara Jack and Genie Mobbs, all of Garden City. Mo., Kelly Moore, Burleson, Tx., Maternal grandparents, Cecil Jones, Quanah, Tx., Frances Blevins, Fort Worth, TX., His fiancee, Linda Gregg and her daughter, Kristen Gregg, of Garden City, Mo. other relatives and many friends.
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Our Toe Headed Boy
He was just a little toe headed boy, at the time I saw him last. He will always be that way to me. My memories are of the past.
I remember that little smile on his face, that was covered all over with dirt. His skipping and jumping at a fast pace. It's a wonder he didn't get hurt.
He was the youngest; that was born of four, this toe headed boy of ours. He was rowdy and rough and would tear down the door; just to play outside for hours.
This child could get into more trouble then most. But he stayed to himself more than the others. He was a loner, later he would boast. He was the quite and the laid back brother.
Though only twenty-five; He grew up a fine young man. To protect and to serve had become, his major lifelong plan. He worked hard and became a man of the law. To be a State Trooper was the future he saw.
But the Lord had a plan for our little toe headed boy. Though we don't understand just why. He needed an Angel that he could deploy; To protect another little toe headed guy.
What we know now, if we had known then; We would be freer with our kisses and hugs. We would know where we're going instead of where we've been. We would gather more kisses from our toe headed Buggs.
Buggs is now in Heaven; He's earned his badge and wings. He is part of God's most special flock; doing important things. He patrols with Jesus, God's streets of gold. But to me, he will always be just a toe headed boy; who will never, ever grow old.
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Our Toe Headed Boy
He was just a little toe headed boy, at the time I saw him last. He will always be that way to me. My memories are of the past.
I remember that little smile on his face, that was covered all over with dirt. His skipping and jumping at a fast pace. It's a wonder he didn't get hurt.
He was the youngest; that was born of four, this toe headed boy of ours. He was rowdy and rough and would tear down the door; just to play outside for hours.
This child could get into more trouble then most. But he stayed to himself more than the others. He was a loner, later he would boast. He was the quite and the laid back brother.
Though only twenty-five; He grew up a fine young man. To protect and to serve had become, his major lifelong plan. He worked hard and became a man of the law. To be a State Trooper was the future he saw.
But the Lord had a plan for our little toe headed boy. Though we don't understand just why. He needed an Angel that he could deploy; To protect another little toe headed guy.
What we know now, if we had known then; We would be freer with our kisses and hugs. We would know where we're going instead of where we've been. We would gather more kisses from our toe headed Buggs.
Buggs is now in Heaven; He's earned his badge and wings. He is part of God's most special flock; doing important things. He patrols with Jesus, God's streets of gold. But to me, he will always be just a toe headed boy; who will never, ever grow old.
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