On the morning of March 18th, 2020, we lost our dearest brother from Ft. Thomas Kentucky – Greg “Stoobie” Moore.
Greg was born January 16th, 1955, in Covington, Kentucky. As the story goes, the best years of his life were “back in the day” when he ran the streets playing with his childhood friends, until the streetlights came on. The family moved to Michigan for several years before moving back to Kentucky to live on a farm. Greg spent his teenage years going to school, working the farm, chasing cows, fixing fences, and dreaming of making it big – because he was not about watching the grass grow, and he let everyone know it! The best memories from his teenage years were his first love and softball, in that order. Greg started working at a young age, chasing the mighty dollar in hopes of making it big. He worked for multiple companies such as Haas Bakery, Circuit City, Cincinnati Enquirer, and even owned his own window cleaning business. He made lots and lost lots; he just didn’t know when to fold them, like the Kenny Rogers song says. Forty years or so later, with bad knees, some hearing loss, and sight failing, Greg changed gears and made some of the most beautiful floral arrangements – for his own enjoyment and for others.
Greg was very passionate about certain things and there was nothing nor anyone who was going to change his mind! Softball, fast cars, city life, crossword and Sudoku puzzles, New England Patriots, his first love, going to the casino, cookouts, bowling, Kroger grocery stores (because they have paper bags), online golf and playing cards with family and friends – those were his passions! He was also a renown foodie with an appetite like nobody’s business for Pappadeaux’s bread pudding, Oriental Wok’s shrimp toast and Bali Maki, and for Seven-Spice chicken, meatloaf, cherry salad, oyster stew, ice tea with two extra glasses of ice, chicken with alfredo sauce, brats, chili dogs without the dog, spaghetti, bread & dinner rolls, bread & dinner rolls, bread & dinner rolls, and a few more bread & dinner rolls…
Anyone who knew Greg can attest to his outrageous generosity, extreme punctuality, love for the underdog, respect for Veterans, and every so often, capturing a beautiful moment in time like catching a firefly. Here for one second, then gone the next, but engraved in your memory – Greg giving candy to a little girl at Halloween, saying a heartfelt prayer at the table before dinner or watching him sing along to “Wooly Bully” from Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs. Greg gave the ideal gift of helping find the perfect home for Kerry and Mari. He gave and gave and gave, and when there was nothing left to give, he gave some more.
When the weather was nice, you would see Greg zipping around town in his gray Chevrolet HHR wearing a baseball cap, sunglasses on top of the cap, and a white T-shirt with the “color of the day” zip up hoodie – heading to Kroger’s, the Post Office, the casino in hopes of beating the odds, to have lunch with his little sister, Rhonda, to meet up with his best friend, Terry, or to hang out with his brother, “K”.
Our dearest brother Greg: your colorful words, Kentucky colloquialisms, “Shirley-in-the-house temper”, huge heart, funny humor, amusing snicker, tender hugs, soft hands, sock shuffle, irritated sighs, and lip smacking silly grins with that twinkle in your baby blue eyes and crazy raised brows will forever be missed!
Until we meet again, Brother.
A celebration of life service will be held at a later date, just for you.
Greg “Stoobie” Moore
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