Gerry was my mentor, colleague and friend.  He challenged me to grow and was always at hand if I needed a boost.  He’d call me when he had a project in mind, ask me if I’d ever done anything like it before, and when I said no, he’d tell me to go for it anyway.  I’ll miss his wisdom and his humor.

I have great 80s memories of talking in the kitchen with the O’Mearas. I can still hear Alice from upstairs (in her CN accent which we didn’t hear much of growing up in Arkansas),  “Gerry!!!” That makes me smile. 

 Kimberly, I know how much you loved your dad and how much he loved you, too. It must have been terrible to watch him suffer.  I’m so sorry for your loss and wish it didn’t have to be this way. I wish I could be there today to hug you and the boys and to honor your dad.  I love your family dearly and wish for healing for all of you now.  Godspeed, Gerald O’Meara.

So many good times and fond memories.  The fun our families had when we went to Branson, or camping in NY and the cruise for our 20th anniversary.  I still laugh when I think of some of the "3 stooges" type of situations Gerry or Gerry & Paul got themselves into.   Gerry was always a kind & gentle man, who no doubt positively touched the lives of so many people.  Rest in peace now, for your battle is over.
Fondly,
Pat Calabrese

I remember around 19 or 20 years old, I had recently moved to Washington state where my dad had accepted the position of CEO for a company out there. I had just made one dear friend and we had been out on the town in Portland, OR.  My friend’s boyfriend had brought beer in the car and somehow when we parked we all received a ticket and court date. The next evening my dad and I were sitting on the porch sharing a beer and talking. I still hadn’t told him. He was reminiscing of growing up in Connecticut with his older brother and dear friends. He said the drinking age was younger in NY then CT back then. He explained how he and his friends would cross the state line to buy the beer and that in someone’s car they would take off the inside of the door and hide a case or more in there. He said he knew the cops knew that these kids were up to no good. I said, did you ever get caught? He said no. He said, if you are going to break the rules you better not get caught. He lit up reflecting on those memories. I figured this was a good time to confess. He luckily handled everything for me.  I’m very lucky and proud to be his daughter and I will miss him dearly.

Dear Kristin & Family,
Sincere condolences on such a sad loss. I am here if you need anything.  BIG HUG!

We just heard of Gerry’s passing today. As shocked and saddened as I was, I immediately was flooded with the most warm and amusingly memories of the years spent with him, Ed, Rollie, and Jim.
We were all inseparable for years, and 
during this time as we changed from children to men, we met and married our wives, and they are also part of our story forever.
Sue and I send our condolences to the entire family...especially Alice and Jim.
Much love,
Ted & Sue Ann

As time goes by and we all get a little older I find myself thinking back to the wonderful times we had growing up in our Winsted Manor.   Jerry is a big part of those memories,  we all had so much fun being together.   Through junior high and high school our little group from the neighborhood were mostly together, Jerry was always with us.   Fond memories of him will always be with me.   All my condolences to Alice, Jim and all your families.    Rollie

Gerry a man of integrity, faith and love.  Meet Gerry when he become the best president Columbia machine ever had.  He loved his family and loved his employees.  He was an inspiration to all.  One funny memory would be when I would say I was going on date, he said, always check what shoes they wear.  If they have nice shoes, then they were acceptable to go out with.    Love this man!   Until we meet again.  

I cherish the memories of Gerry, his brother Jimmy, my cousin Ted, and our friend Rollie when the gang roamed the streets of Winsted, CT, cruised "the drag," went swimming at West Hill Pond, and built a real log cabin in Charlie Holcomb's  woods (with his permission of course!). We shared many laughs and the insights of teenagers (such as they were). He will be forever in my memory. My wife Bev and I extend our condolences to Alice and all your and Gerry's wonderful children and grandchildren. Rest in Peace friend.  Ed

In 1945 you came into my life as my brother. From that time on, until you left yesterday we share a life time of happiness,joy, laughs and some cry’s. Through it all our bond together was solid. We shared our inter most secrets and trust together, you were always in my heart and while your gone you will remain there until we meet again. I bid you farewell my brother! I thank God for letting me have you all these years. Till we meet again “ Erin go Brah “ ❤️❤️☘️☘️☘️  Jimmy

OBITUARIO

Gerald B. O'Meara

18 agosto, 1945 – 7 enero, 2019

Life Event Center at Florida Memorial Gardens

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