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Wilmes Javier Gomez, 38 December 15, 1984 - July 26, 2023

Date of Funeral

August 1, 2023

HAVERHILL – Wilmes Javier Gomez, 38, of Haverhill, passed away on Wednesday, July 26.

Wilmes was born in San Juan, Puerto Rico on December 15, 1984 to Francisco Gomez and Luz Estrada of Rio Piedro, Puerto Rico. Wilmes attended Haverhill schools and graduated from Haverhill High School, Class of 2002.  Wilmes enjoyed motorcycles, cooking, listening to music and especially cleaning.  He was known for his free spirit and had a great sense of humor.  Wilmes was a free spirit who loved his children and family.

Wilmes is survived by his mother Luz Estrada, of San Juan, PR, his four sons Nathaniel Gomez, Javien Gomez, Javier Gomez and Francisco Gomez, and his daughter Aliana Gomez; his two brothers Angel Gomez and his wife Siomara, of Haverhill, and Juan Gomez and his wife Ruby, of Haverhill, and his sister Teisthel R. Leon, of San Juan, PR.  He also leaves behind several nieces and nephews, and his close friend Armando Vega, of Haverhill.  Wilmes was predeceased by his father Francisco Gomes.

ARRANGEMENTS:  Family and friends are respectfully invited to attend calling hours on Tuesday, August 1 from 4PM until 7PM, followed by a funeral home chapel service at 7PM at the Kevin B. Comeau Funeral Home, 486 Main St., Haverhill.  Please visit Comeau Funeral Home on Facebook or www.comeaufuneral.com

 

 

ARRANGEMENTS:  Family and friends are respectfully invited to attend calling hours on Tuesday, August 1 from 4PM until 7PM, followed by a funeral home chapel service at 7PM at the Kevin B. Comeau Funeral Home, 486 Main St., Haverhill.  Please visit Comeau Funeral Home on Facebook or www.comeaufuneral.com

 

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  1. Kimberly Volunteer of the Dragonfly Project says

    The Dragonfly Story
    “In the bottom of an old pond lived some grubs who could not understand why none of their group ever came back after crawling up the stems of the lilies to the top of the water. They promised each other that the next one who was called to make the upward climb would return and tell what happened to him. Soon one of them felt an urgent impulse to seek the surface; he rested himself on the top of a lily pad and went through a glorious transformation, which made him a dragonfly with beautiful wings. In vain he tried to keep his promise. Flying back and forth over the pond, he peered down at his friends below. Then he realized that even if they could see him they would not recognize such a radiant creature as one of their number.
    The fact that we cannot see our friends or communicate with them after the transformation, which we call death, is no proof that they cease to exist.”
    Walter Dudley Cavert

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