Wes liked big butts and he could not lie.

He hated onions, and his capacity

for love could fill the sky.

If you knew him, you loved him

without having to try.

His intentions were pure,

levels of patience and empathy so high.

Loyalty so vast, no one could deny.

From wherever he is, he wouldn't want you to cry;

But feel his love from above

and the wink in his eye.

Chocolate Salty Balls, the road, stage and sky;

His spirit and humor will never die.

Wes lived his life to the fullest and was taken too soon. His life wasn't traditional, so his funeral director and friend couldn't let his services - or obituary - be traditional, either.

He'd want you all to know that he loved his daughters, Monika and Olivia, and cherished his granddaughter, Isabella and Gwendolyn, who is on her way very soon.

Stacy Tinkham was the love of his life and he loved her daughter Reva as if she were his own.

His family and friends - from all walks of life, road and stage - know who they are and will understand that he didn't want a funeral, but rather, an epic celebration of his life.

There will be two such gatherings. The first will be on November 9th at the St. Anne's Frat, 144 Guild St., Fall River , from 3pm to 7pm.

Then, after Gwendolyn makes her debut into this world, his family will be gathering on December 29th, at the Fall River Elks Lodge 118, 4500 N Main St, Fall River, from 1pm to 5pm.

In lieu of flowers, random acts of kindness, awkward but necessary humor, warm hugs and spontaneous shoulder massages would be appreciated.