13. Fireside BMX Chat w/ Leary Ladies - Cammie Reads Her Letter - Harry Leary Eulogy from his sister

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XIZE-vx04A0

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2025-11-21

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13. Intended as a Clip: Harry’s youngest sister, Cammie, shares a eulogy she wrote that shares the storyline of Harry and the girls from the viewpoint of their mother’s. Kyle feels like it offers “a window into their family.”

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This is, you know, from my mom's voice, my words.
my words. >> Sure.
>> Sure. >> I held him first in quiet delight. My
>> I held him first in quiet delight. My firstborn son bathes bathed in soft
firstborn son bathes bathed in soft morning light. His round little head,
morning light. His round little head, his generous smile, his white hair
his generous smile, his white hair shining so pure, so wild. From tiny
shining so pure, so wild. From tiny fingers wrapped tight around mine to
fingers wrapped tight around mine to restless feet eager to climb. Before he
restless feet eager to climb. Before he knew wheels, before he could run, he was
knew wheels, before he could run, he was my baby. He was my heart. He was my son.
my baby. He was my heart. He was my son. Through the kitchen window, I'd watch
Through the kitchen window, I'd watch him play. Full of mischief in his own
him play. Full of mischief in his own special way. A wooden elmstick in hand
special way. A wooden elmstick in hand with a grin, poking his sister, Linda,
with a grin, poking his sister, Linda, delighting in sin. With Linda, his
delighting in sin. With Linda, his rival, his partner, his match. Two
rival, his partner, his match. Two stubborn hearts in a lifelong rematch.
stubborn hearts in a lifelong rematch. Arm wrestling battles sprawled on the
Arm wrestling battles sprawled on the floor, each one determined to settle the
floor, each one determined to settle the score.
score. Log cabins built to stand through the
Log cabins built to stand through the years, crafted with pride, defying all
years, crafted with pride, defying all fears. Pingpong duels, the stakes
fears. Pingpong duels, the stakes running high, till a paddle flew
running high, till a paddle flew straight through the glass with a slide.
straight through the glass with a slide. [laughter]
[laughter] A brother who lived for laughter and
A brother who lived for laughter and fun, who did the unthinkable second to
fun, who did the unthinkable second to none. A prankster, a dreamer, a fearless
none. A prankster, a dreamer, a fearless young soul, a bond unbreakable, making
young soul, a bond unbreakable, making them whole. Yet not all rivaled, not all
them whole. Yet not all rivaled, not all fought. Cammy walked softly, never
fought. Cammy walked softly, never distraught. Unlike her sister, who met
distraught. Unlike her sister, who met him headstrong, Cammy moved quiet, yet
him headstrong, Cammy moved quiet, yet stood just as strong. She watched him
stood just as strong. She watched him climb. She watched him race. A silent
climb. She watched him race. A silent presence, a steady grace. No words
presence, a steady grace. No words needed, no battles to win, just love
needed, no battles to win, just love unspoken, held deep within. Now Linda
unspoken, held deep within. Now Linda walks with a piece missing inside. Her
walks with a piece missing inside. Her best friend, her rival, her joy, and her
best friend, her rival, her joy, and her guide. And Cammy, still silent, carries
guide. And Cammy, still silent, carries the weight. A brother now gone, but
the weight. A brother now gone, but never erased. Now a man who struggled as
never erased. Now a man who struggled as such. I pray to God he'd find his touch.
such. I pray to God he'd find his touch. A peace within, a heart set free, a
A peace within, a heart set free, a place where he was meant to be. The
place where he was meant to be. The occasional call, the rarest text, each
occasional call, the rarest text, each moment cherished, none to expect. I'd
moment cherished, none to expect. I'd hold on to his voice, his words in
hold on to his voice, his words in sight. Though sung cut deep, he was
sight. Though sung cut deep, he was still in my light. His hands built his
still in my light. His hands built his bike, his dreams took their flight, with
bike, his dreams took their flight, with fire in his soul and a will burning
fire in his soul and a will burning bright. No helmets, no padding, just
bright. No helmets, no padding, just grit in his frame. Racing with passion,
grit in his frame. Racing with passion, pursuing his name.
pursuing his name. Though losses would come, he never stood
Though losses would come, he never stood still. He trained even harder, he
still. He trained even harder, he sharpened his skill. For Harry, the goal
sharpened his skill. For Harry, the goal was clear from the start. To race to the
was clear from the start. To race to the top with the speed of his heart. A
top with the speed of his heart. A mother's love watched as he soared
mother's love watched as he soared through the sky. Her boy turned a
through the sky. Her boy turned a legend, a gleam in her eye. Yet deep in
legend, a gleam in her eye. Yet deep in her heart she still held him near. The
her heart she still held him near. The laughter, the spark, the voice she held
laughter, the spark, the voice she held dear.
dear. Now he rides onward where the skies have
Now he rides onward where the skies have no end. With God as his guide and the
no end. With God as his guide and the wind as his friend, his spirit lives on
wind as his friend, his spirit lives on in each race and each chair, a legacy
in each race and each chair, a legacy shining and forever sincere.
shining and forever sincere. Though I miss my boy, I know he's free.
Though I miss my boy, I know he's free. Riding in heaven, his soul wild and
Riding in heaven, his soul wild and free. His courage, his joy, his fire
free. His courage, his joy, his fire remains in every wheel that turns in his

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