Eric Michael Wetter

Eric Michael Wetter, my son. Eric was born November 23rd, 1973, thirty-two minutes after Thanksgiving. I called him my “turkey baby," but from day one, we nicknamed him Tiger. Oh, how he loved tigers.. Eric was an artist. What he saw through his eyes was amazing. He had a great passion for drawing. I will miss him coming home for visits. When he did, he would try to change his voice to sound like Ricky Ricardo and say, “Oh, Lucy! I’m home!” It would always make me laugh. He was a wonderful son, just such a warmhearted, loving person who believed in family. Family meant the world to him, especially when he started his own. He is survived by his two sons, Kieran, who is 9, and Kieghan, who is 7. Eric and his sons were in scouting and had terrific times together. His boys were his world. Eric is survived by his sister Rebekka Postill, her husband Mark, and their children Ryan and Gabriella. He is also survived by many aunts, uncles, and cousins, but preceded by his grandparents. We all love you dearly, Eric, and we will greatly miss you. He is also survived by me, his mom, Maggie Keller. I love you, Tiger.