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Edward Jason Rawa, 51, died on October 2nd, 2019 in South Pasadena, Florida. Jason was born on November 6, 1967, in Rockledge, Florida. He was the eldest of two children of Edward Gerald Rawa and Mannee Jean Rawa. Jason was raised in Winter Park, Florida and attended Saint Margaret Mary School in Winter Park, FL and Trinity Preparatory School in Orlando, FL. Jason served in the United States Army with medals for good conduct and expert marksmanship. After Honorable Discharge from the United States Army, Jason pursued a professional career as a rigging, lighting, and installation specialist. Jason married Jamie Newsome Garrett in 2007. She survives him along with his four children, Robert Taylor Wilson, Edward Clay Rawa, Zachary Peter Rawa, and Josephine Millicent Rawa. He is also survived by his mother, Mannee Jean Rawa, sister, Julia (nee Rawa) White, and brother-in-law, Andrew Joseph White as well as many relatives and cousins.
Jason was a loving father with a big heart. He loved history, nature, science, books, children, animals, cars, and motorcycles. He loved life. “In his day he was a real man.” ― Zane Grey, The Mysterious Rider
Services shall be held for the family on Monday, November 11th at Palm Cemetery, 1005 N New York Ave, Winter Park, FL 32789. Memorials may be made to Disabled American Veterans (DAV).
Dear family,
We are so sorry for the loss of Jason. Thank-you for sharing these beautiful pictures of his life. Our love, thoughts and prayers are with you.
Barb and Dudley
Dear family,
We are so sorry for the loss of Jason. Thank-you for sharing these beautiful pictures of his life. Our love, thoughts and prayers are with you.
Barb and Dudley
To an Athlete Dying Young
By A. E. Housman
The time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.
Today, the road all runners come,
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your threshold down,
Townsman of a stiller town.
Smart lad, to slip betimes away
From fields where glory does not stay,
And early though the laurel grows
It withers quicker than the rose.
Eyes the shady night has shut
Cannot see the record cut,
And silence sounds no worse than cheers
After earth has stopped the ears.
Now you will not swell the rout
Of lads that wore their honours out,
Runners whom renown outran
And the name died before the man.
So set, before its echoes fade,
The fleet foot on the sill of shade,
And hold to the low lintel up
The still-defended challenge-cup.
And round that early-laurelled head
Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
And find unwithered on its curls
The garland briefer than a girl’s.
Love forever, AJ
This reminds us of him — just replace America with England…..
The Soldier
By Rupert Brooke
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam;
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
In our hearts forever,
I knew Jason for some time he was a easy man to work with and he always had a smile for everyone he met. He will truly be missed. I’m so sorry for you loss.
I’m heartbroken by the passing of Jason. So many of my favorite childhood memories include him and your family. My condolences to you and your family.
Love,
The Rojahn family
I was so sad to hear about Jason’s passing. I grew up with Jason,those were some crazy years. He was best friends with my boyfriend at the time, named Chris. My heartfelt condolences to the whole family. He was always such a nice guy. So sad and way too young. R.I.P Jason.
Where I did not know Jason, in talking to his son- it felt like I knew him. Because he passed down his wisdom. His humility. His son carries that with him and is proud of his father. God bless this family.