Barry Fewell

Barry Kristophe Fewell died December 21, 2015 at the young age of 42. He was a man with a kind and generous soul. A man who would help anyone who needed it. It did not matter what the need was, possessions, money or defending a wrong. He would be in your corner to lend a hand or to right a wrong with passion and conviction. He was a lifelong learner and he seemed to know something about everything. He found his niche and a professional career in property management. His sharp business skills in evaluating commercial and private properties in purchasing, selling, and remodeling took him to many different states throughout his fifteen-year career. Although born a Texan he quickly adopted Florida and his love of the ocean held his heart. He moved through our lives like the sea, always there moving in and out and never ending. Barry resonated with his spirit animals the Raven and the Orca. Those of you who knew him well, know that he had them Tattooed on his arm in a historical Tlingit design and you know the two animals fit him perfectly. Raven - The mercurial trickster of Northwest Coast Native lore. Curious and mischievous, often misbehaving but never boring. Ravens are the largest songbirds in North America. Barry's love of music was recognized by all. Raven flies to us with heightened awareness and greater understanding of our consciousness. It is with this new perception that we begin seeing into the hearts of others and experience their feelings. Raven asks us to experience the transformation it brings within our multidimensional self, and be reunited with the mysteries of the universe so we can expel our inner demons. Orca - The mythology of the killer whale is that it will bring food and assistance to a chief or other important person lying helpless and/or wounded. The legend of the Orca says: when you have the treasured gift of seeing a killer whale it is a sign of great importance. You will be asked to step out of great fears that have been holding you back, in order to embrace your life's calling and meaningful purpose. To Barry I say this: I know your life on earth was troubled And only you could know the pain. You weren't afraid to face the devil, You were no stranger to the rain. Go rest sailing on the sea Your work on earth is done. So go look out for a lighthouse See through the fog, Search the horizon And when it's time; leave the ocean behind Go to heaven a-shoutin; I can see clearly now Barry was a quiet and private man whose spirit and our memories; like the sea, will move in and out without an end. They will touch us in waves of Joy, of contemplation, sometimes gentle, sometimes forceful. We know that your spirit will always live in our souls and that our hearts will beat as one. His life was much to short and his family will miss him greatly. He is survived by sisters April Leigh Fewell and Tamara Fewell-Flowers: father William Lee and mother Sharon Fewell; great-aunts Bessie, Zola, and Gloria; and numerous other relatives and friends. At his request his ashes will be spread on ""the farm"" in Amarillo Texas on his birthday April 24th and then some in the ocean when the warm currents arrive to sail him away. Please share your condolences with the family by signing the guestbook below.