Dan Perry's Benevolent Fund
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As many of you know, my grandpa, Dan Perry passed away on March 9th, 2017 from a sudden heart attack on his way home from lunch with my Grandma. It has broken our hearts, and is a very difficult time for everyone, but we know he is rejoicing in heaven in a perfect body and no longer suffering. Probably even playing ball up there. With his love of baseball, we can almost guarantee that’s what he is doing!
My grandpa has touched hundreds of families across the Olympic Peninsula with his drive and passion to teach others about baseball at all costs, even his own. Before he was a high school baseball coach, he volunteered many other places before he was hired as a baseball coach for high school boys at Sequim High School. There, he worked for 13 years and later left to be able to do even more than he was doing with volunteering his time with coaching. Even when the high school season was over, during the summer, he would travel for his summer baseball programs to allow the boys to get even more practice time when the season was done. With much of his own time and money as well as donations and auctions, he was able to help those who weren’t able to afford much to be able to continue to play their passion of baseball regardless of how much they had. Eventually, he opened up Sequim Batting Cages to be able to teach there as well. Nowadays, it’s hard to find coaches who are willing to sacrifice so much for their love of the game. Dan was always giving his time, always sacrificing, and always more than willing to be there for anyone regardless of how “good” or “amazing” they were at the game. That’s a true coach.
My grandpa Dan meant so much to me. You do not realize how much you love a person until they’re gone. From our Taco Time stops to our long conversations about life, he taught me so much. I have never met anyone more giving and sacrificial than my grandpa. When my grandpa loved, he with his whole heart no matter what. He was always there for me, and was always there for anyone who needed him, putting himself last whenever he could. As his granddaughter, seeing how many people both young and old he touched during his life here on earth, is humbling and so encouraging to me as a young adult. I learned to give as much as I can and to do it with my whole heart.
With all of this said, we are all hurting, especially my grandma during this difficult time both emotionally and financially. The bills are coming in day by day, and funeral costs are absolutely flooring. My grandma is struggling financially, and I as her granddaughter want her to be able to mourn instead of worrying about how much she has to scrape up to make the cut off for putting money down for my grandpa’s burial. She is in debt from maxing credit cards, saving every penny she can, and doing everything she can to make ends meet to be able to bury him. In order to have my grandpa buried, she has to have at absolute minimum, $8,000 by Thursday, March 23rd to be able to bury him the 24th. There are many other costs after this as well which totals to about $10,000. We know the Lord will provide as He always does, but of course, we tend to worry a bit, especially now so we can bury my grandpa and my grandma can mourn. My grandma, my grandpa's daughter Stacia Kiesser, my mother Kara Schoenle, and her son Ryan Smith will be in charge of filing all expenses, but any bit helps. Thank you so much to those of you able to give. We love you.
My grandpa has touched hundreds of families across the Olympic Peninsula with his drive and passion to teach others about baseball at all costs, even his own. Before he was a high school baseball coach, he volunteered many other places before he was hired as a baseball coach for high school boys at Sequim High School. There, he worked for 13 years and later left to be able to do even more than he was doing with volunteering his time with coaching. Even when the high school season was over, during the summer, he would travel for his summer baseball programs to allow the boys to get even more practice time when the season was done. With much of his own time and money as well as donations and auctions, he was able to help those who weren’t able to afford much to be able to continue to play their passion of baseball regardless of how much they had. Eventually, he opened up Sequim Batting Cages to be able to teach there as well. Nowadays, it’s hard to find coaches who are willing to sacrifice so much for their love of the game. Dan was always giving his time, always sacrificing, and always more than willing to be there for anyone regardless of how “good” or “amazing” they were at the game. That’s a true coach.
My grandpa Dan meant so much to me. You do not realize how much you love a person until they’re gone. From our Taco Time stops to our long conversations about life, he taught me so much. I have never met anyone more giving and sacrificial than my grandpa. When my grandpa loved, he with his whole heart no matter what. He was always there for me, and was always there for anyone who needed him, putting himself last whenever he could. As his granddaughter, seeing how many people both young and old he touched during his life here on earth, is humbling and so encouraging to me as a young adult. I learned to give as much as I can and to do it with my whole heart.
With all of this said, we are all hurting, especially my grandma during this difficult time both emotionally and financially. The bills are coming in day by day, and funeral costs are absolutely flooring. My grandma is struggling financially, and I as her granddaughter want her to be able to mourn instead of worrying about how much she has to scrape up to make the cut off for putting money down for my grandpa’s burial. She is in debt from maxing credit cards, saving every penny she can, and doing everything she can to make ends meet to be able to bury him. In order to have my grandpa buried, she has to have at absolute minimum, $8,000 by Thursday, March 23rd to be able to bury him the 24th. There are many other costs after this as well which totals to about $10,000. We know the Lord will provide as He always does, but of course, we tend to worry a bit, especially now so we can bury my grandpa and my grandma can mourn. My grandma, my grandpa's daughter Stacia Kiesser, my mother Kara Schoenle, and her son Ryan Smith will be in charge of filing all expenses, but any bit helps. Thank you so much to those of you able to give. We love you.
Organizer and beneficiary
Ashley Zwier
Organizer
Sequim, WA
Lois Perry
Beneficiary