In Memory Of

Dr. Carl
Austin
Weiss, Jr.
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Guest book

  • August 08, 2019
    My great Friend Carl Austin Weiss, Jr. M.D. was a man who lived to be a care giver and great friend and loyal supporter for those of us lucky enough to be in his circle of friends and acquaintances.

    He was strong of mind and will and never afraid of any challenge that would cause most of us to cower: he was brave enough to be and always was the man he felt he should be.

    I loved the man that Carl was, and I believe the things that made Carl the great man that he was are the things we all loved about him: A fine intellect, real integrity, real determination, a sense of justice, a sense of honor, a chivalrous demeanor, a sense of compassion, (I remember the Labor Day a few years back when my femur cracked the plateau of my tibia and I had to be carried out of the ocean. Though retired, Carl took me to his home and drained the badly swollen knee, prescribed the proper course of care and tended to me every single day until I was fully recovered) true respect, a generous heart and a sly and endearing wit (one day at golf he said: I’d ask you to join us Jim but we already have three) are all traits that Carl had in full measure. Carl was all about goodness, kindness, caring and doing what he thought was right and just…he was always on point about that. He was loyal to a fault.

    He gloried in a good golf game, the challenge of a good crossword puzzle (I think he could have taught Rex Parker a thing or two), a good meal and a good drink shared with those lucky enough to be in his company and to be among his many friends.

    The most important thing Carl taught me, however, was how to be a true and loyal friend. Carl was a good and caring friend to me and to my family and to everyone he loved, even those like me, who at times he found difficult to like. He was a friend to some simply because he felt that they needed him to be a friend.

    So Goodbye my friend.
    I know I'll never see you again.
    But our time together
    Through all the years,
    Will take away these tears.
    I’m OK now - Goodbye my friend.
    James P Crumlish
  • August 06, 2019
    great person and fun to talk to
    john watras
  • August 08, 2019
    My great Friend Carl Austin Weiss, Jr. M.D. was a man who lived to be a care giver and great friend and loyal supporter for those of us lucky enough to be in his circle of friends and acquaintances.

    He was strong of mind and will and never afraid of any challenge that would cause most of us to cower: he was brave enough to be and always was the man he felt he should be.

    I loved the man that Carl was, and I believe the things that made Carl the great man that he was are the things we all loved about him: A fine intellect, real integrity, real determination, a sense of justice, a sense of honor, a chivalrous demeanor, a sense of compassion, (I remember the Labor Day a few years back when my femur cracked the plateau of my tibia and I had to be carried out of the ocean. Though retired, Carl took me to his home and drained the badly swollen knee, prescribed the proper course of care and tended to me every single day until I was fully recovered) true respect, a generous heart and a sly and endearing wit (one day at golf he said: I’d ask you to join us Jim but we already have three) are all traits that Carl had in full measure. Carl was all about goodness, kindness, caring and doing what he thought was right and just…he was always on point about that. He was loyal to a fault.

    He gloried in a good golf game, the challenge of a good crossword puzzle (I think he could have taught Rex Parker a thing or two), a good meal and a good drink shared with those lucky enough to be in his company and to be among his many friends.

    The most important thing Carl taught me, however, was how to be a true and loyal friend. Carl was a good and caring friend to me and to my family and to everyone he loved, even those like me, who at times he found difficult to like. He was a friend to some simply because he felt that they needed him to be a friend.

    So Goodbye my friend.
    I know I'll never see you again.
    But our time together
    Through all the years,
    Will take away these tears.
    I’m OK now - Goodbye my friend.
    James P Crumlish
  • August 06, 2019
    great person and fun to talk to
    john watras
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  • August 08, 2019
    My great Friend Carl Austin Weiss, Jr. M.D. was a man who lived to be a care giver and great friend and loyal supporter for those of us lucky enough to be in his circle of friends and acquaintances.

    He was strong of mind and will and never afraid of any challenge that would cause most of us to cower: he was brave enough to be and always was the man he felt he should be.

    I loved the man that Carl was, and I believe the things that made Carl the great man that he was are the things we all loved about him: A fine intellect, real integrity, real determination, a sense of justice, a sense of honor, a chivalrous demeanor, a sense of compassion, (I remember the Labor Day a few years back when my femur cracked the plateau of my tibia and I had to be carried out of the ocean. Though retired, Carl took me to his home and drained the badly swollen knee, prescribed the proper course of care and tended to me every single day until I was fully recovered) true respect, a generous heart and a sly and endearing wit (one day at golf he said: I’d ask you to join us Jim but we already have three) are all traits that Carl had in full measure. Carl was all about goodness, kindness, caring and doing what he thought was right and just…he was always on point about that. He was loyal to a fault.

    He gloried in a good golf game, the challenge of a good crossword puzzle (I think he could have taught Rex Parker a thing or two), a good meal and a good drink shared with those lucky enough to be in his company and to be among his many friends.

    The most important thing Carl taught me, however, was how to be a true and loyal friend. Carl was a good and caring friend to me and to my family and to everyone he loved, even those like me, who at times he found difficult to like. He was a friend to some simply because he felt that they needed him to be a friend.

    So Goodbye my friend.
    I know I'll never see you again.
    But our time together
    Through all the years,
    Will take away these tears.
    I’m OK now - Goodbye my friend.
    James P Crumlish
  • August 06, 2019
    great person and fun to talk to
    john watras