Thomas Leon Parkerson

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Birth Date: March 23, 1981
Death Date: September 14, 2019
Age at Death: 38
Sex: male
Veteran Of: Army

Burial Details

Cemetery Name: Veterans Memorial Cemetery

Obituaries

The Daily Sentinel page 8A Death Notice - September 18, 2019

Thomas Leon Parkerson, 38, of Fruita, died Sept. 14, 2019 at his residence. Service 10 a.m. October 1 at Veteran’s Memorial Cemetery

The Daily Sentinel page 3D Obituary - September 22, 2019

Thomas Parkerson March 23, 1981 - September 14, 2019 Thomas Leon Parkerson, also known as “Tom-ass”, passed away at his parents’ home held by people who loved him. He fought brain cancer for the past ten years and finally decided he had better things to do, like chase his guardian angels around heaven on his motorcycle. (It’s only fair after all the chasing they had to do for him.) He grew up in Grand Junction, went to Fruita Monument High School, played cello in the orchestra, and raised a lot of hell with his best friend, Bart. After high school he joined the Army, impressed his drill instructors with his sharpshooting skills, and raised hell with his Army buddies. He fought in the Iraq War and served his country to the best of his ability. After the Army, he came home and worked for the family business, struggled with PTSD, and continued to raise hell with his best friend, Bart. He loved hunting, shooting, riding motorcycles, snowmobiling, and being outdoors. He didn’t have children because the world could not contain that much awesome, but his nephews adored their “Unka Tommy”. He had great stories to tell - like the time he got chased in the Louisiana woods by a tree-stand ropesnake, and how he and Bart invented the sport of tree surfing (idiot number one climbs the tree, idiot number two cuts it down). He didn’t suffer fools, always had a clever reply handy, could fix or drive anything with a motor, and was a generally hilarious guy to be around. He was welcomed to heaven by his grandpa, Sparn; grandma, Cohan; uncle, David, and a few Army brothers among others - others that hopefully didn’t include the god of prairie dogs. His mother, Sandy; father, Gary; sister, Tonya; brother, Eric, and the rest of his family are glad he is no longer in pain, even though it means we are left down here with a giant Tommy-shaped hole in our hearts. Services will be held at the Veteran’s Cemetery on Tuesday, October 1. In lieu of flowers or gifts, the family requests that donations be made to HopeWest Hospice or to the Veteran’s Art Center.

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