Obituary and Service Information for Brian Steven Casey
|Casey, Brian Steven|
Channeling Brians own words, in lieu of flowers, please donate in my memory to the NRA. If you canít support our 2nd amendment right, then please honor my ass and donate to the Colorectal Cancer Foundation.
Brian Steven Casey (48), born on December 19,1971, passed away on July 23, 2020 in Festus, MO of natural causes that resulted in cardiac arrest.
Brian was a Navy Veteran, and spent his life achieving his childhood dream of proudly serving his country and going on to become one of the most talented gunsmiths in the gun industry.
When Brian wasnít working, he spent most of his time outdoors as an avid hunter and fisherman. He was a true grill master and loved to cook. Brian never shied away from expressing his opinions and would happily debate any topic. And most likely, the other person was wrong, he was rightÖ.at least in his opinion.
Brian worked hard, played hard, and loved hard. His laughter and sarcasm at his own jokes filled a room and he had a personality bigger than life. He would always have your back and would be the first to offer help for someone in need. His quiet generosity and loyalty to those he loved will always be what we cherish and remember the most. He was loved by many and will be missed by all. We love you, Brian.
His family will be honoring his wishes by spreading his ashes in two places on earth he loved most Ė the ocean in California where he was stationed in the Navy and proudly served his country and at his favorite fishing pond.
When I Am Gone
by Mrs. Lyman Hancock
When I come to the end of my journey And I travel my last weary mile Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned And remember only the smile Forget unkind words I have spoken Remember some good I have done Forget that I ever had heartache And remember Iíve had loads of fun Forget that Iíve stumbled and blundered And sometimes fell by the way Remember I have fought some hard battles And won, ere the close of the day Then forget to grieve for my going I would not have you sad for a day But in summer just gather some flowers And remember the place where I lay And come in the shade of evening When the sun paints the sky in the west Stand for a few moments beside me And remember only my best.