ONE OF THE FINEST MEN I HAVE EVER KNOWN

I met Tony and Sally in California when we were neighbors. Tony was kind and gentle, an animal lover, a thinker, a very entertaining and funny man. He didn't take nonsense from anyone and he told it just like he saw it!! I always admired his green thumb and his ability to grow absolutely anything....something I just could not master. He would give me step by step instructions and even when I followed them, whatever I was trying to grow, died. I remember him bringing basil plants he started for me to me and would tell me exactly what to do, where to put them, how to water them....and each time I would kill one, he would just shake his head and we would start over. I never did master the basil....until now. I moved back to Illinois a couple of months ago. I received the phone call about Tony's death from Sally while I was on the road back to Illinois and my memories of Tony filled my heart the whole rest of the way. The first thing I did when I got settled was to go get a packet of basil seeds to plant. As I sprinkled them in the soil and watered them, I spoke to Tony, laughing and reminding him of all my failures and asked him to look over my basil here. Lo and behold, three days later, the basil was sprouting up and I now have full basil plants that amaze me every time I walk outside. I smile and remember dear Tony everyday when I water them, I talk to him and thank him for this special gift. I will always cherish my memories and feel bad that I just always took for granted that I would always hear his voice, knock on the door and have him open it and tell me to come in, listen to all of his wonderful stories and memories, especially of his early days in Chicago.....it is so hard to believe he is gone. Sally and Tony, Tony and Sally....hard to imagine one without the other but I am so grateful to have known him and loved him. Rest in Peace dear Tony.....and thanks for the basil.
Leslie Hill

RIP, My sweet Uncle Anthony. XOXO

For the past two months, I have been struggling to find the words and the courage to memorialize my Uncle Anthony. He has been the closest thing I have to a parent, a best friend and confidante. I’m mourning the loss of a man I was so lucky to know for 50 plus years. I miss our long talks, and I sometimes forget that I can’t just pick up the phone and call him. I told him practically everything. He always had good advice never failed to let me know he was proud of me. I remember a time I was 17 years old, and I flew out to California to visit. Uncle Anthony picked me up at the shuttle around midnight. I had never been to LA, and Uncle Anthony knew I was excited over being there. Even though it was late, he took me to Rodeo Drive. He parked the car and we walked up and down the street window shopping. I thought that was the coolest thing I had ever done! At another time on that visit, he took me to the 20th Century Fox lot, and somehow we snuck in and walked around the sets where they filmed Hello Dolly. He did that just for me. He was such a great storyteller. He was animated and larger than life. When Mom was sick, he was there for us. He helped me be strong. I could not have gotten through that if not for him, and it was a difficult time for him, too. My Uncle Anthony was the kindest and most gentle man. He was the most kinetic person I will ever know in my lifetime. I hope I never forget his voice or his laugh, or that look he would give me when I said something weird. I feel his presence around me and I know he's watching over me, like he always has. The golden moments in life are made up of slices of time, some happy, some sad. They are the moments that build character, define who we are and feed the soul. I would give anything to have just one more conversation with my Uncle Anthony, so that I could thank him for taking care of me and tell him how grateful I am that he is part of the golden moments in my life. I loved him so much and will miss him always.

Rose Anna

The world is an emptier place without Tony Palmer.
We will miss his brilliant command of the spoken and written word shared with us in both happy and sad times.
We watched for the twinkle in his eye when he was ready to express a wry, yet knowing comment.
He knew the importance of being an engaging companion. Just ask Sally, his wife of more that 50 years.
A kind man who loved his family, he was a man who lived the life he wanted to live.
We have lost a charming, wonderful man and we grieve for his family.
Yes the world is an emptier place without Tony Palmer in it.
Judy Stapp

I loved Uncle Tony so much! I feel so honored and lucky to have known him and to become close to him in the past few years.
Rick and I loved when Tony and Sally were here at our house! Rachel and Hannah were exposed to the BEST Uncle ever! They had such fun hanging with him and goofing around.
There are those people that you come across in life that you feel you've always known. That is how I felt around him. He knew how to be so real. I loved and respected his sense of humor. The world has lost one of the best! We already miss you so much Tony! Wish I could be at Chrisitie's with you right now!!

Love to Sally and the family. Can't wait to see you all!

Shannon Holloway Cantu

Uncle Tony Forever in our Hearts

We are so saddened by the loss of Uncle Tony. I always looked forward to your Houston visits and will miss him so much. When I was little Uncle Tony would always make us laugh. He taught me what blood was made of in the movies! As I became an adult I got to know him more for the person he was, not just my uncle, and that was such a gift. His love for life and his family was always apparent. We will miss you, Uncle Tony.

We'll Miss you Uncle Anthony!

We'll all miss Uncle Anthony. A handsome man with piercing blue eyes, a huge projecting voice(that was
the actor in him), and a huge heart! He loved his family.
Not only his immediate family, but the rest of us too!
He and Sally always made us feel happy and comfortable when they were around. I will remember
him as a man who lived life unconventionally and lived
his life to the fullest his way. He will be missed b all who knew him.
Love always, Arvie Palmer and family

My Favorite Unlce

Ever since we were little kids Uncle Tony was our favorite. He would play with us and give us lots of attentions. He would tell us to go get some change from our parents and then make up a game to gamble with it. He would change the rules as needed to make sure he won!! Always in a fun fashion!! It was hilarious!! He used to pinch us with his toes and say PICA! I have passed that tradition down by pinching Rachel and Hannah with my toes with of course, the war cry of PICA!

Rick